Madeline loosened her balled-up fist and washed her hands nonchalantly.

However, Lana walked up to her to provoke her. “Jeremy sure is charming. I’ve never been so happy. Now I understand why you used such lowly methods to get him to marry you.

“But we’re not the same, Eveline. I didn’t do anything at all. Jeremy was the one who came to me instead.”

Proud of herself, Lana turned it up a notch with the taunts when she saw Madeline’s lack of response. “Do you think I’m joking, Eveline? You can go and take a look if you want. Jeremy still has the mark I bit on his shoulder last night! Haha… Ugh?”

Lana laughed freely, never having expected Madeline to reach out and grab her neck with a domineering look in her eyes.

“There’s a limit to my tolerance, Lana Johnson. For my kids, perhaps I can still maintain a shred of rationality, but there’s no limit to the things that I can do if you completely piss me off. You’ll stop bragging in front of me if you know what’s good for you.”

Madeline