An elderly man held a dirt broom in his hand, glaring fiercely at Alexander.

“Is it that little bitch? Is it true?”

The man continued. “I heard about it long ago that a Ms. Harding came to the neighboring village. Heh! She even came from Centrolis!

“At first, I didn’t think much of it. But you’ve been running over the mountains daily and following her like you’re cursed since you went for that one lesson!

“It’s that little bitch, right? Speak up! Am I right?!”

Alexander remained silent, standing there like a statue.

Drake Dickinson raised the broom and struck Alexander. The withered broom struck him hard, causing dust to scatter.

Bianca widened her eyes as she held her breath, feeling as if the broomstick might fall on her if she made a sound.

“Enough!” Alexander yelled, turning to glare at Drake. “I want to go to Centrolis. I want to study and attend the best schools. What’s wrong with that? My only mistake is being born into this family and being your son!”

“You—”

you also hit my sister!” Alexander shouted, his voice filled with

too young to understand back then! I remember how

She’s really instigating this?” Drake pointed at Alexander, his hand trembling slightly. “The daughter of a human trafficker ruining my family’s reputation! If it weren’t for the money that Krystal Harding gave me every

gave you money, but you squandered it all on gambling and alcohol! You can’t even provide the money

“You’re fucking rebelling?!”

struck Alexander

to the sounds with her

remained silent, standing there motionless. He bit his lip tightly, his gaze filled with murderous rage as if he wanted to

backward until she was concealed in the shadows. Then, she quickly turned and

bodyguards followed her and helped

into the car, she yelled, “Go back

heart was about to leap out of her throat, and her mind

Mosley, can we turn on

just want to leave this place… as fast as

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