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, soaking her. She could not help but shudder due to the cold.
However, Meredith did not struggle. She merely closed her eyes and suffered. She thought that Ysabelle would feel better after pouring the iced tea on her, but she was wrong.
After Ysabelle poured the iced tea over her, she threw the empty cup to the floor fiercely and said, “Lick the tea off the floor clean!” Meredith was speechless. She was in pain and her body trembled. She raised her hand and wiped the iced tea off her face. She said calmly, “Ysabelle, you clearly know why my mother pushed you. I’m willing to apologize to you so that you could take it out on me and forgive my mother, but I hope you don’t push it!” “Forgive? Dream on!” Ysabelle sneered, “Meredith, you know how much I hate you and your useless mother. Do you think I’ll give up such a good opportunity and forgive your mother?” “Oh, it’s not impossible. I’ve already said just now unless you lick the tea off the floor clean.” Ysabelle grabbed Meredith’s head and pushed it down toward the puddle of tea on the floor.” Lick it! If you don’t lick it, I’ll make sure you suffer!” Meredith pushed Ysabelle’s hand away with all her might. She said angrily, “Ysabelle, are you nuts?”
“You’re the one, who is nuts.” Ysabelle took a step back and sneered, “You’re not going to lick, right? Then, just wait for your mother to go to prison. Let me remind you. Once your mother goes to prison, I don’t know if she could come out alive.”
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