"What's all this racket… Get back to work or I'll dock all your work points!"
Preston Thorne hurried over. Just looking at this bunch of women gave him a headache. They were slowpokes when it came to work, but each one was more skilled at stirring up trouble than the last. That, of course, included the women from his own family; none of them were saints.
"Village Chief… This hussy just tried to choke me to death! I almost died! Look… COUGH COUGH…"
Mandy York tilted her neck back for Preston Thorne to see. A ring of bruises was visible, and her throat burned with pain. Other than the times she'd lost to Phoebe Huxley, she hadn't suffered a single defeat since marrying into Millstone Peak. But today, she had stumbled—and stumbled hard—at the hands of the very hussy she'd always looked down on. Mandy York felt utterly humiliated, wishing she could flay Rosalind Green alive.
