Chapter 11

Meredith hurled her phone to the ground and stormed into the villa like a mad woman. The candles that read "21" on the cake had already burned down. The white frosting had melted and dripped all over the table, forming a pool around a neatly wrapped gift box tied with a bow. On top of the box lay a bank card—the same one Meredith had given Adonis when he first moved into Irving Villa. Under the card was a card adorned with a cartoon drawing in the top left corner that read "Happy Birthday". The familiar and elegant handwriting caught Meredith's eye. The note made her grit her teeth in rage. By the time she finished reading it, she was so furious she burst into a crazed laugh. She remarked in a chilling tone, "I see how it is. Once you hit 21, it's like you've truly come into your own, huh? Great. This is just great!" When her gaze landed on the red gift box, her bloodshot eyes became frenzied. She picked up the carefully chosen and meticulously wrapped wedding gift Adonis had pre