‘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

a living punchbag? When did she learn to

tried to

Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset yourself over a woman like

house soon, that insolent witch is insignificant

you as per Master Hunt’s orders. Let me lead

lost the mood to argue with Renee and proceeded to follow the housekeeper into

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

Renee took a deep breath and

she moved into

‘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

dialed a number she blocked for

remembered that I exist! It’s been four years, you know!” A delighted voice exclaimed on the

the Four Princes of Beach

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

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

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