Chapter 71

Wendy rested her chin on her hand, mischief twinkling in her eyes as she looked at me. She blinked and asked, "That night when those scumbags were having sex in the bathroom, we didn't get a chance to confront them. Since she's here today by sheer coincidence, wouldn't it be rude to let her off lightly?"

I immediately understood what she meant. How could I not want to confront the mistress?

Although my feelings for Max, that scumbag, had died, my hatred for him and the mistress who humiliated me remained strong. Wendy was right; this was an opportunity sent from heaven. Not taking advantage of it would be a waste.

I nodded and smiled, "Absolutely!"

Wendy, always quick-thinking, flashed her bright, clever eyes and immediately came up with a plan. She confidently tilted her chin at me and said, "Watch me."

Just as Wendy was about to get up, I grabbed her hand and shook my head slightly, saying firmly, "Wendy, let me handle this."

Wendy looked surprised. "Hmm?"

"She's messing with