Chapter 41: Reminiscence: It's Even Worse Than I Thought It Was

"Lacey! Where are you going this time?" My eyes automatically rolled when that irritating voice invaded my space again.

"Out. Duh…" I blurted out while packing my things, not giving a damn in anything she said. For sure, it'd be the same old lecture blah blah blah~

"You wench! You can't just waltz out of here without permission! Your father sent you here for work, not for leisurely trips!"

Ugh. This woman is so damn annoying!

With a forceful push of my luggage, I turned towards her with my hand on my waist, giving her a glare.

"So? What are you gonna do about it? Snitch on me, again?"

"I'll gladly do so! Your father–"

"Here we go again. Your father blah blah blah~ hold on…what are you, my mother?" I gave a sarcastic laugh. This bitch was startled by what I just said.

That's right. Bitch needs to learn her place.

"Oh? Cat got your tongue? Let me just remind you, Agatha, you're my father's SECRETARY. Not my stepmother or anything, okay? Got that clear on that tiny, little brain of your