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CHESSICA P.O.V. I absolutely hate this piece of trash that is standing next to me. It's Ember that should be here, not this druggie w***e. Unfortunately, I must befriend this b***h and convince her to fall in love with Jehovah. Maybe I can convince her to kill herself. All of this would be so much easier if I could just cut her throat. "Alright," I say as she takes a seat. "let's go over what you do know." I can see the embarrassment coming across her face. "I wasn't raised to be proper. I have no clue on any of this stuff." I sigh loudly. I want her to feel ashamed. "Great. Alright, let's start with eating since lunch is to be served." Mary appears with her servants with trays of food. "Mary, I need you to summon a table and all silverware for a dinner party. Plus, take this food