‘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.”

went bright red

a living punchbag? When did she

quickly tried to

shouldn’t upset

the house soon, that insolent

per

visibly pleased by the flattery. She quickly lost the mood to argue with Renee

Mixed emotions welled up in her chest as she gazed upon the tall building. It felt ironic that she would return

Renee took a deep breath and

on, she moved into a small one-bedroom apartment

soon as she lost her title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was free to do

dialed a number

finally remembered that I exist! It’s been four years, you know!” A delighted

of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite

heard about your divorce, by the way. Congratulations!

Punchbag, rumors about you started spreading everywhere! If those old geezers

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