Zoe spoke with a firm, heated tone, not like the timid, easily bullied person she used to be.
Cherry suddenly stood up from the sofa, shouting angrily, "Zoe! Don't think that just because you've earned Grandma's favor, you can come back and challenge me. Get over here; tonight, you'll be doing the laundry, and I won't let you sleep if I say so!"
"My hands hurt from cooking today; I don't have the strength for laundry, and I won't do it anymore. I'm not your maid!"
"How dare you defy my orders!"
Cherry's forehead veins bulged in rage, and she grabbed a crystal fruit bowl to throw at Zoe.
Zoe narrowly dodged it, not taking her seriously at all, and went upstairs on her own.
"I haven't finished talking, who said you could leave? Get back here!"
Cherry was shaking with rage.
The obedient and timid puppet in her hands suddenly had her own thoughts and ideas, no longer taking orders from her. Furious, she screamed and rushed upstairs to teach the puppet a lesson.
