The infinite heavens begin with American horror.

"Sir, do you mean we should apologize to Carrie and offer her compensation?"

Mrs. Snow raised her hand to her chest and looked at Li Qing, asking cautiously.

"Isn't that obvious? Of course you should apologize to Carrie and compensate her. I'm not the victim."

Li Qing rolled his eyes at Mrs. Snow and said irritably, "Your good daughter did such a terrible thing and you want to pretend nothing happened? How is that possible! There's no such thing as a free lunch! You have to handle this matter properly. If Carrie isn't satisfied with your apology, don't blame me for being impolite."

After saying that, Li Qing took the phone back from Mrs. Snow and got up to leave.

Seeing that Li Qing was about to leave, Mrs. Snow immediately said, "Don't worry! I will definitely handle this matter well, but I hope you won't leak the video, otherwise... otherwise don't blame us for fighting to the death!"

"Heh! Fight to the death? Do you even have the ability to do that?"

Without saying another word to Mrs. Snow, Li Qing turned and walked out of the dry cleaner, his figure gradually disappearing into the street.

A while after Li Qing left, Mrs. Snow stood up from her chair and sighed deeply.

She couldn't understand how her well-behaved and sensible daughter could do such a thing.

Where did that person get the video from?

You're such a grown-up, yet you still cause your parents so much worry.

A dozen minutes later, Mrs. Snow snapped out of her reverie, looked at the foot that had already stepped out of the dry cleaner, and quickly rubbed her temples.

She came to the dry cleaners today to pick up her daughter's prom dress, but she almost forgot after this incident.

But didn't Mrs. Margaret notice that she had been in the shop for so long?

Or is she not in the store today?

Turning my head to look inside the store, I saw no one in sight.

"Mrs. Margaret, are you in the shop?"

Mrs. Snow called out as she walked into the store.

Then she saw Mrs. Margaret hunched over her sewing machine.

Upon seeing this scene, Mrs. Snow assumed that Li Qing had harmed Mrs. Margaret, and her expression turned somewhat panicked.

However, when she got closer, she found that Mrs. Margaret was breathing steadily and there were no wounds on her body, as if she were just asleep.

Mrs. Snow breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that Mrs. Margaret was not in any danger.

But then she thought about it again. The man had come to seek justice for Carrie, so he must know both Carrie and Mrs. Margaret. He wouldn't do anything to harm Mrs. Margaret. She was just overthinking it.

“Mrs. Margaret, wake up! I am Mrs. Snow, here to pick up the dress that was dry-cleaned yesterday.”

She patted Mrs. Margaret's arm, trying to wake her from her sleep.

Mrs. Margaret was fast asleep, and Mrs. Snow’s patting seemed to have no effect.

Looking at Margaret sleeping soundly, she couldn't help but think of the days she spent with Margaret in the past.

As a fanatical Christian, she was disliked everywhere she went, always wearing a sour face.

Mrs. Snow had long disliked her, but due to her status, she hadn't had the opportunity to show it. She couldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

Mrs. Snow abandoned her previous elegant demeanor and slapped Mrs. Margaret across the left cheek.

"Who are you trying to impress with that grumpy face all the time? You've really ruined your brain by reading the Bible!"

The slap left a red handprint on Margaret's left cheek; it was quite a hard slap.

Lady Margaret, after being slapped, seemed to show signs of waking up.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she let out a soft moan.

"Hmm~"

The noise she made startled Mrs. Snow, who quietly took a few steps back.

She woke up after I secretly slapped her once. Could she have been pretending to be asleep the whole time?

This is terrible. Everyone knows Margaret's eccentric personality; who knows how she'll make things difficult for her later.

But Mrs. Margaret's reaction surprised her greatly, as if she had seen a ghost.

Margaret looked up, and upon recognizing Mrs. Snow, she greeted her with a warm and friendly smile, "Good morning, Mrs. Snow!"

? !

With that smile and that tone of voice, is this still the Mrs. Margaret I knew before?

Mrs. Snow was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth.

Mrs. Margaret saw Mrs. Snow staring at her with wide eyes and an open mouth, looking at her in shock. She looked at her with some confusion and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that, Mrs. Snow? Is there something on my face?"

As she spoke, Mrs. Margaret reached out and touched her cheek.

The swollen cheeks were particularly noticeable, but she did not suspect that Mrs. Snow had done it.

Huh?

"Why is my face all swollen after sleeping?"

"Oh! No wonder Mrs. Snow was looking at me like that. It must be because my face is swollen from sleeping. I'm so sorry you had to see this."

God!

Mrs. Margaret actually apologized to me!

Mrs. Snow covered her mouth with her hand, utterly shocked. She thought to herself, "Did Margaret take the wrong medicine today? She's like a completely different person! Speaking so politely, it's unbelievable!"

Mrs. Margaret's kindness and politeness made Mrs. Snow wonder if she had taken the wrong medicine.

Cough!

Mrs. Snow coughed lightly and adjusted her posture.

"Good morning, Mrs. Margaret. I'm here to pick up the dress I had dry-cleaned yesterday. Is it ready?"

Mrs. Snow took out a small receipt and handed it to Mrs. Margaret.

“Of course, Mrs. Snow, please wait a moment! I’ll go get your clothes right away.”

Mrs. Margaret rose from her seat with a smile and went to find Mrs. Snow's dress.

......

At the counter, Mrs. Snow took out her dress from the plastic bag, gently unfolded it, and examined it carefully in her hands.

"Oh! The clothes are ironed so beautifully! Thank you, Mrs. Margaret."

"Your cooking is amazing! I could never do it this well!"

Mrs. Margaret smiled shyly at the praise from Mrs. Snow.

"Thank you for your compliment, but Mrs. Snow is exaggerating a bit. With a little practice, you can also achieve the same level of skill as me."

Mrs. Snow and Mrs. Margaret, who had become a completely different person, chatted and grew to like each other more and more.

It's actually quite good that the annoying Margaret is gone.

Mrs. Snow put the dress away again, looked at Mrs. Margaret, and said apologetically, "Mrs. Margaret, I apologize to you. I heard about what happened to Carrie at school yesterday from Mr. Morton..."

"I'm so sorry, I can't even imagine what kind of harm Carrie suffered, or what kind of damage it caused to her mind."