Chapter 742

Stefan remained calm and completely unruffled. He eyed Margaret up and down with a cold gaze that bathed him with an oppressive aura.

"Are you… Renee's nanny?"

He had an inkling of a memory of what Margaret was like. He remembered how Margaret used to like matching him up with Renee in the past. He wondered why she would suddenly change so dramatically and become so hostile to him that she even wanted to chase him away with a knife.

Margaret's eyes oozed with animosity towards Stefan. She glared viciously at him, and with a kitchen knife in her hand, she sarcastically taunted, "I can't believe the noble and haughty Mr. Stefan Hunt would remember an old woman like me! Well, in that case, you must know full well that there is a mortal grudge between us. What gave you the audacity to step into this house yourself? Are you plotting something evil?"

"I'll give you three seconds," she continued. "Get out of this house, or I'll give you a taste of my kitchen knife!"

Margaret feared that