"What do you want?" Renee looked at Giselle with suspicion.
With a snicker, Giselle casually sat down on a nearby chair and crossed her legs. She replied lazily. "My request is simple. Get down on your knees and lick my feet for five minutes."
Renee's heart jolted violently. Her expression twisted in shock and rage, blood rushing straight to her head. "You bitch! You fucking bitch! How dare you humiliate me like this! You…"
Shaking with fury, Renee lunged forward to slap Giselle. But before she could lay a finger on her, Giselle shoved her to the ground.
Renee landed squarely on her backside, pain shooting through her body. At her age, it wasn't easy to get up quickly. She could only tremble with anger as she spat curses at Giselle.
However, Giselle didn't feel the slightest satisfaction watching her in such a pathetic state. Compared to the damage this hag had done to her life, this little bit of humiliation was nothing.
Giselle rose slowly while looking down at Renee, who had destroyed her family and shattered her past. She knew deeply that this was just the beginning of their battle.
In the past, she used to believe in staying out of trouble as long as no one crossed her. But from now on, she would take the offensive and reclaim everything that rightfully belonged to her.
"You little bitch," Renee spat, still refusing to back down. "No matter what, I'm still your elder! How dare you say something so vile to me! Aren't you afraid of karma?"
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