She was left all alone in the villa that particular afternoon, as the doctor had coincidentally left to purchase something for the prescription.

She was bored of staying in the room, so she felt her way downstairs. She heard noise from outside as soon as she got to the living room and assumed that the doctor was back. Then, she heard the sound of high heels clicking on the tiles, approaching her.

Charlene showed up at the door arrogantly, and Deirdre could feel her hatred even from a few meters away.

Deirdre did not find it surprising. In fact, she felt that Charlene was late to see her.

She ignored Charlene and leaned back on the sofa. Charlene sneered upon smelling the pungent smell in the air. “Why does the house smell so strongly of medication? Deirdre, are you dying?”

There was no one else around them, so Charlene had spoken in a harsh tone.

Deirdre answered nonchalantly, “I’m sorry for disappointing you, Ms. McKinney. I won’t be dying anytime soon. The medication presc