“Accept the deal already!”

Valery kept whipping Katy; the former’s eyes were filled with resentment and rage.

Ever since she was a kid, she harbored extreme jealousy toward Katy, who was always prettier and more outstanding than her.

Now that she had a chance to dish out some damage, she would naturally take the opportunity.

“Hurry up already!”

Katy stumbled back after taking another round of whipping; she almost fell to the ground from the impact.

“I’ll never marry Young Master Padlow…” she repeated, her tone steady.

She then shot a worried look at the backyard.

Since Dean was resting there, it’d be bad if his rest were to be disturbed by these people.

“What? Are you worried about the old man? Why don’t you worry about yourself first?”

Valery chuckled coldly when she looked at Katy’s eyes.

She walked beside Katy and whispered slyly, “Don’t you worry. There’ll be someone taking care of that old man soon enough.”

“When he’s dead, we’ll put all the blame on you! Hahahaha!”

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