“Charlene! You deserve to die!”

Charlene chuckled. The curse was so gentle that she could not be bothered about it. “Deirdre, you’re very naive. How will I forgive you so easily when I hate you so much? You’re the person who robbed me of my life!”

‘Rob her of her life?’

Deirdre clenched her teeth tightly. She was the one who had saved Brendan, and Charlene went under her name and took her place by undergoing plastic surgery to look like her. Now, Charlene had actually accused her openly that