‘No wonder Hunt wanted me out by tonight. So he has another woman he’d like to play house with! Hah, to think that I let that man affect my emotions! How I wish I could slap my past self!’

Briar approached Renee with a cocky smirk.

“So you’re Renee Everheart, huh? What are you still doing here? Didn’t Stefan kick you out? Get a move on! Have you no shame?!”

Despite the provocation, Renee continued packing her belongings at her own pace.

“Hey, are you deaf? I’m talking to you here!”

“Sorry, I didn’t quite hear you.” Renee met her gaze calmly.

“All I heard was some crazy b*tch barking!”

“How dare you call me a b*tch?!”

“I didn’t. Looks like you went ahead and got offended in the first place.” Renee replied as she got up with her luggage. She tilted her head at Briar, who was blocking her path.

“Now if you’ll excuse me. Nice little doggies should know how to stay out of the way.”

face went bright red as she

known to be a living punchbag? When did she learn to talk back

housekeeper quickly tried to

calm down, Miss Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset yourself

the lady of the house soon, that insolent witch is insignificant compared

arranged a room for you as per

the flattery. She quickly lost the mood to argue with

the

Hunt.” Renee took a deep breath

into a small

as she lost her title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was free to do anything she wanted, and she was no longer the caged bird

dialed a number she blocked

been four years, you

none other than Liam Osborne, also known as one of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his rebellious and unpredictable nature, he

the way. Congratulations! You should’ve ditched that

sure if you know this, but while you were being Mrs. Punchbag, rumors about you started spreading everywhere! If those

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