Chapter 82

"It depends on how sincere you kneel to me."

"Where?"

Ysabelle gave her an address.

Half an hour later, they met in an alley. Meredith looked at the woman in bright-colored clothes, looking elegant and regal. However, her mind was filled with what that woman did to her in the past.

Knowing how vicious that woman was, would she easily let her mother go? Meredith did not believe it.

However, to save her mother, she had to give it a try.

Meredith bent her knees and knelt on the ground. "I'm sorry. I hope that you can forgive my mother. She's old. I hope you can write her a pardon letter."

Ysabelle looked at how lowly Meredith looked. She chuckled smugly, "Meredith Leighton. You're still so useless. You've gone into hiding for three years and you're still such a coward."

Then, Ysabelle raised her hand and poured the iced tea that she bought a moment ago while passing by a dessert shop over Meredith's head.

The iced tea drizzled from Meredith's head to the back of her neck, soakin