Aghia's gaze turned cold as she took a step back, evading the Mammy's outstretched hand with a hint of warning in her soft voice.

"Don't touch me."

She had witnessed this intimidating posture too many times in her previous life.

What gave them the right to look down on her? Why did they think they could freely humiliate her?

Her fingertips clenched into a fist, and a coldness flickered in her eyes.

"Hold her down!" Beauty Yun ...