Mr Prime Minister

"What time has it been, wicked girl? What a lazy bone, get up and go sweep the chicken coop!"

The taste of death exploded in Stella's ears, tapered to the bone.

Suddenly, her body was slapped so heavily that she thought she was protesting vehemently but ended up making what was nothing more than a slight grunting sound.

"What? Still trying to pretend you're sick? I think you just need more bitter to taste, you'll see, I'll tell grandma and you'll never eat today."

The sound of yelling and shouting was gradually moving away, and the door was slammed with a bang.

At that time, Stella's consciousness slowly returned.

She was dead, she remembered.

In that dark dungeon, in front of that woman's smugness, she suffered a painful death.

But where was here?

Stella slowly opened her eyes, only to see the blackened roof and the hard plank bed beneath her body.

The damp suffocating scent was so familiar, and a terrifying strange feeling scrambled out from Stella's bones.

She remembered!

Here was where she had lived until she was sixteen, the Judd family in Shawnclud Village!

Stella's eyes opened to the max, but tears still spilled out.

The heavens had eyes!

Did God think that she had lived too painfully, too? Was that the reason why he gave her another chance?

Stella cried wordlessly until she convulsed, this life, she would definitely not repeat the mistakes, and this life, she had crawled out of hell to collect her debt from those who had harmed and wronged her!

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