“Vera Quinn, how dare you plot against me, you b*tch?!” Meredith cracked. Her weak and vulnerable exterior from the video she took was completely gone.

She glowered and gnashed her teeth as she grabbed a fruit knife on the bedside table. She was about to slash the knife across Madeline’s face. On one side, Rose was not stopping her at all. She was hoping that Meredith could teach this annoying woman a lesson.

When she saw the knife approaching her, Madeline recalled the two slashes Meredith left on her face back then. That scene resurfaced in her brain like a nightmare in the dark.

She came back to her senses quickly and dodged away from the shiny blade in a haste.

“Stop hiding, you b*tch!” A fire of rage was burning in Meredith’s chest. She lifted the fruit knife again. “Let me tell you, Vera Quinn. This is how I disfigured Madeline back then. If you dare to cross me again, I’ll let you get a taste of that pain she felt!”

Madeline quickly ran away from her. However, Rose had come