‘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

When did she learn to talk back like

quickly tried to win

Miss Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset yourself over a

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

arranged a room for you as per Master Hunt’s

She quickly lost the mood to argue with Renee

was once again left alone outside. Mixed emotions welled up in her chest as she gazed upon the tall building. It felt ironic that she would return to the

a deep

she moved into a

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

and dialed a number

been four years, you know!”

also known as one of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his rebellious and unpredictable nature,

by the way. Congratulations! You should’ve ditched that

started spreading everywhere! If those old geezers knew that you’re

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