Shocked, Sheralyn glanced between Gwendolyn and the ruler before she backed away reflexively. “You b*tch! You’re clearly using this opportunity to mess with me! I know you don’t actually want to hand the Wright residence and Wright Construction Group back to us! I won’t let that happen!”

With a cold expression, Gwendolyn fiddled with the ruler. “You were the one who told me you’ll obey my orders unconditionally, so you don’t get a say in what happens now.”

Just as she finished her sentence, Elven and Ezra swiftly grabbed Sheralyn’s shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Fear swirled in Sheralyn’s eyes. “You’re trying to scare me, aren’t you? You think I’m afraid of you! Well, too bad because I’ll never submit to a b*tch like you, even if I die!”

Gwendolyn stepped closer to her with the ruler. “Does it please you so much to call me a b*tch? You know, you don’t sound like the daughter of an affluent family at all. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson today.”

“What are you going to do? Are you going to hit me? Try touching me, b*tch!”

With a sneer, Gwendolyn shook her head. She’s still an idiot who doesn’t understand the situation. She’s only pouring more fuel into my burning rage the more she curses at me. It’s fine, though, since I’ve got an opportunity to take her down a peg right now. “How many swear words have you uttered since you entered the living room?”

That question dumbfounded Sheralyn. Huh? How would I know how many times I’ve cussed? I just did it whenever I felt like it.

Elven counted in his mind before answering, “Five, Ms. Gwendolyn.”

Turning the ruler around, Gwendolyn stated, “I’ll hit you twice for every swear word, so you’ll be receiving ten whacks on your hand.”

“You don’t have the right to hit me! I’ve been doted on since I was a kid, so much so my parents can’t even bear to touch me! Who do you think you are?” howled Sherlyn as she struggled wildly to break free.

She was terrified of the pain that awaited her. “Save me, Mom! She’s going to beat me to death! Mom!”

her daughter’s pleas. She believed the lesson could change Sheralyn’s

couldn’t move her arms.

your

was capable of doing

my mouth with a ruler! Sheralyn felt a chill

that Sheralyn had behaved herself, Gwendolyn promptly

Don’t hit me anymore! Save me, Mom! She’s going

as she

whacked Sheralyn’s hand with all her might. Because she was also trained in

an icy expression, she mercilessly hit Sheralyn four more times

wailed at the top of her lungs as her

received five hits, her

Gwendolyn, but she held back her

Sheralyn’s right hand and smacked it five times

over, Elven and

were still shaking. She couldn’t even stand

ground with her hands. The pain was

Frida approached

table with a grave expression. “You better commit the rules to memory. I’m very strict, you know. I’ll return seven days later to see if you’ve

Sheralyn burrowed into Frida’s embrace. There was nothing she could do

fear, she thought, This woman’s too ruthless! She’s no

the nerve to curse at her, Gwendolyn felt her rage subsiding. That was satisfying. I knew teaching her a lesson through actions instead

requested the bodyguards to place the sandalwood ruler on Sheralyn’s dressing table. That way,

Gwendolyn asked Frida to sign the two property transfer agreements. Without glancing at Sheralyn again,

next seven days, Sheralyn memorized the entire book. She was genuinely frightened

didn’t intentionally trouble her, she did have strict standards. Thus, Sheralyn was punished with ten smacks

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