“How dare you?!”

Realizing she had been slapped twice, Wendy pounced on Rosalie.

Rosalie easily grabbed the acupoint on Wendy’s arm, and the pain made Wendy feel weak.

“I’ll not only slap you, but I’ll have to remind you that the mistress has always been you!”

Rosalie whispered coldly in Wendy’s ears a voice only they both could hear, “You’re only engaged to Byron. I was his wife years ago. We wouldn’t have divorced if it weren’t because of you.”

It was the first time Wendy had heard something like this. The pain was killing her, yet she retorted with her teeth clenched, “That’s because Byron loves me. Do you think he would’ve married you if it weren’t for his father?”

Rosalie’s eyes quivered, and she hesitated a little. However, she soon suppressed the thought.

What Wendy did had gone too far, and she had to deal with this trouble immediately!

Rosalie retorted again, and her voice was cold. “Even so, my marriage with Byron was real. If you hate mistresses so much, why didn’t