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—”

shouted, his voice filled with hysteria.

too young to understand back then! I remember

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 month, I wouldn’t let that wretched girl freeload off

and alcohol! You can’t even provide the money for my education. You’re not

“You’re fucking rebelling?!”

struck Alexander

the sounds with

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

backward until she was concealed in the shadows.

and helped

the car, she

about to leap out of her throat, and her mind

turn on

to leave this place… as fast

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