"No need to look anymore, I'm back!"
The gates of the Jones family mansion slowly opened, and a worn-out Sherry Jones appeared in everyone's view, looking like she hadn't slept all night.
"Ha, Sherry Jones! You remembered to come back? I thought you would have died out there with that bastard!" Right as Sherry entered, a bitter voice reached her ears.
Following the voice, she saw a silhouette of a woman her age coming into her view, bearing a five or six points resemblance to her, but with a face full of bitterness.
This person was Sherry's cousin, named Snowden Jones. If Sherry was to rate the people she hated the most, this one would certainly top the list, even surpassing the old fashioned Old Madam Jones.
"You brat! Kneel down!"
At that time, Old Madam Jones, leaning on her dragon head cane, roared furiously.
But Sherry remained unmoved. Seeing this, Snowden went directly behind Sherry and stomped on her leg.