Kathryn had fought back.

At first, when her adoptive brothers beat her, she resisted with everything she had.

They were older and stronger, but she refused to go down without a fight. She threw anything she could get her hands on at them.

One time, she even grabbed a hatchet and chased them across the village.

They were terrified.

Even when her adoptive mother tried to punish her on their behalf, Kathryn didn't back down-she raised the hatchet and swung at her, too.

Her defiance finally shocked them into submission.

After that, they never dared to lay a hand on her again.

But she still had to live in that house, relying on them for food and shelter. The abuse didn't stop-it just took different forms. She was always hungry, always cold, never given decent clothes or a proper place to sleep.

And her adoptive father, the man who had brought her into that family, never once stepped in. He never defended her.

Kathryn hated him the most.

he was sent to prison, he later died of a so-called "illness" behind

truth-her biological mother had arranged

nothing. No sympathy, no pity. If anything,

the Farrell family, her adoptive

drain

never gave them the

with the Farrells, she had already built a successful business and was worth tens of

She had no intention of helping

tormented her for years-why should she lift a

She wasn't a saint.

"Miss, none of that will ever happen again." Then he stood

has gone down

she had been beaten, her

her with ice packs,

like cold winters. How about Wiltspoon? Or Annenburg? It doesn't

a moment. "If it's too hot, we can turn on the air conditioner. But

it was because of everything she had endured as a child, but winter always

to suffer from frostbite

and became wealthy that

got

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