Valerie returned to her home when it was very dark. With a leisurely pace, entered her luxurious mansion while carrying a shopping bag from a renowned brand. She ignored the greetings of the maids who lined up neatly to welcome her arrival. Her sharp eyes looked at her father and stepmother, who were sitting leisurely in the living room. The lips smeared with red lipstick squeaked violently, and then her feet strode towards the elevator.
“From where, Valerie?” asked a soft voice in a caring tone.
“None of your business.” Without turning her head or seeing her stepmother, Valerie walked into the elevator that took her towards the top floor. In the elevator, she clenched her fists tightly. She really hates anything related to the woman, who is her father's wife.
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