Chapter 42

Elizabeth quickly sidestepped, easily dodging her swing. With a chuckle, she said, "Mrs. Prescott, you've been hiding your skills pretty well. Didn't expect you knew how to fight." "Hmph! Of course I can. Gotta protect myself—and sometimes, smack some sense into disobedient daughters-in-law!" Right after that, Stephanie lunged at Elizabeth again, arms flailing. Elizabeth caught her wrist and stopped her mid-swing. "Could you not? You're not gonna win. All that'll happen is you get more pissed off and ruin your fairy tale image of being the perfect, gentle housewife." Stephanie was in seven-centimeter heels, and with just a flick of Elizabeth's hand, she nearly lost balance. By the time she caught herself, Elizabeth was already in her G-Wagon, revving the engine. When she drove past her, Elizabeth rolled the window down and shot her a cheeky grin. "Mrs. Prescott, you might want to keep your son on a shorter leash. Tell him to quit sniffing around someone else's garden. Just because you'