I gritted my teeth and shoved her to the floor with all my strength.
Her body hit the ground with a dull, heavy thud.
By the time Ethan snapped out of it, Olivia’s wails were echoing through the entire mansion.
I clapped my hands and smiled in satisfaction.
“Remember that feeling. Next time you cross me, it’ll hurt even more.”
Ethan Bennett shot me an angry glare before carrying the sobbing, wailing Olivia Bennett off to the hospital.
The housekeeper told me my parents had a social engagement tonight and wouldn’t be home for dinner.
I kicked the bulldog that had been barking at me from the corner and strolled leisurely upstairs.
God, it felt amazing not to be the doormat anymore.
The next day, the four of them sat around the dining table, each face darker than the bottom of a burnt pan.
Olivia dabbed at her tears now and then, sniffling pitifully.
My father cast me a sharp look and told the housekeeper to bring another chair.
Auntie Wang brought it over, but no one moved to make room.
I gave a short, cold laugh and stepped in to spare her the awkwardness.
“Don’t bother. From now on, just send my food up to my room.”
“I don’t exactly have an appetite staring at them.”
It wouldn’t be long before Olivia, just like in my last life, would find some excuse to kick me off the table entirely, leaving me to eat with her dog.
When they didn’t react, I picked up a piece of bread, eating as I turned to leave.
Suddenly, my father slammed the table with a loud crack and barked,
“Leaving before your elders finish speaking? Have you no manners at all?”
“Just like your mother and brother said—rotten to the core.”
I met his glare without a hint of deference.
“You’re the one who chose to speak the moment I stood up. What am I supposed to do?”
“And no matter how rotten I am, I’m still your blood. If there’s a problem, maybe it’s in the source.”
He froze mid-breath, nearly choking on his own anger.
“You’ve gone too far! Disrespectful! Today you’re getting a proper lesson!”
He roared for the butler to fetch the family discipline.
Olivia’s eyes glinted with satisfaction as she curled her lips in a smirk.
My mother pressed her lips together in silence, while Ethan looked like he was settling in to watch the show.
The butler handed my father a rattan whip as thick as my wrist. He glared at me with severity.
“Disrespecting your elders, harming your siblings, a vile nature with no remorse—do you admit your fault?”