After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Inside the bathroom, there was still no response.

Daisy's expression darkened. She quickly pushed the door open and was greeted by the sight of Jolie sitting on the closed toilet lid. She hadn't cleaned herself up at all, still looking as disheveled as when she'd just woken up.

When she noticed Daisy enter, Jolie even curved her lips into a faint, mocking smile. Her eyes sparkled with blatant defiance.

"You!"

Daisy's face turned stormy at the sight.

She marched in, glaring down at Jolie. "What do you think you're doing?"

Jolie met her gaze and replied calmly, "Rebelling. Can't you tell?"

The words tasted bitterly ironic as they left her mouth.

She couldn't bring herself to do anything truly harmful to the Quin family, but all she could manage was small, petty acts of defiance like this-pointless provocations. It was ridiculous. Maddening.

And deep down, she hated how powerless she was to change anything.

of authority. "Jolie, stop acting like a child. Pull

turned and

Daisy's retreating figure for a moment before

were born, you've been the one I cherished the most. You should know how much I adore you. I even overlooked your sister for your sake." Jolie

say?" Daisy

repeated, her voice steady but

loved my father because he could run the company, but

doted on me, hoping to reap that so-called good luck. Then, because they claimed my sister's destiny was cursed and would bring misfortune,

Smack!

sharp sound of a slap echoed through

red handprint quickly surfaced

livid, her face

at Jolie. "Jolie Quin, have you lost your mind? How dare you

out

later, a few housemaids entered the room and began tidying Jolie up. Like a lifeless doll, Jolie let them do as they

Daisy returned, her expression cold. "Come back to the Quin estate with me. You'll stay there and reflect on your actions. Think long and hard about

response, she

Jolie, guiding her out