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Charlotte’s eyes shone. She was about to lie when Mrs. Berry agitatedly continued, “It really was him. That a******. Karma will get him!”

“No, you got it wrong…” Charlotte tried to explain.

“What’s wrong?” Mrs. Berry’s face was red with anger. “You’re never one to lie. One look and I know exactly what happened.”

“It was him, but he didn’t hit me. He hit someone else and I stood in his way. Which is why…”

“So it was him? The next time I see him, I’ll be sure to teach him a lesson,” said Mrs. Berry with frustration.

“You can’t. He’s the Devil. It was dangerous enough when you hit him with the broom. If you try something like that again…” Charlotte rushed to advise her against it.

“So? It’s not like he’ll kill me. At the very most, I’ll sacrifice my life fighting it out with him,” said Mrs. Berry fearlessly.

“He might not kill you, but he could punish me.” Charlotte threw out her trump card.

Fine, then. I won’t go after him.” Mrs. Berry immediately

away from him. We don’t need his house, the people he hired, or his hospital. Let’s

he beat up Michael? Michael is no match for him.” Charlotte

Is the bad man that

of comforting her. “He’s not so bad. He has saved me many

Mrs. Berry was

“Those times…”

exploded, when she was attacked,

Berry was

not a bad person. He just has a bad temper.

we can return to those quiet days. Although we were poor and times were hard, life was stable. Nothing much happened. With all that

You can relax.” Charlotte made

“Before Mr.

to cooperate with treatment and get better soon so you can help me