Twisted Gratitude

Audrey glanced at the USB drive lying on the table. She clenched her teeth and asked, "You know the netizen?"

Myra elegantly sipped her tea and nodded in agreement. "Yes. Your mother was a woman who only knew how to cry, and she was a disgrace to all women. It's better that she's dead. What do you think?"

She spoke as if she had just eliminated a pest.

Audrey stood up and grabbed the teapot from