Chapter 14

The two cuts were a stark contrast to her otherwise fair skin. Blood kept flowing from the wounds, dyeing her neck red.

Her vision turned misty as crystalline tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, falling and mixing with her blood.

She had fallen into despair.

Faced with General Trent Xavier, all her helplessness and hopelessness piled up.

More than anything, hate swelled up within her.

She hated that she ran into that fire because she heard someone calling out for help!

She may have saved one person, but the injury that had been inflicted upon her cost her ten years of torment! Ten years of pain!

She became the laughing stock of the entire school when she got those burns.

Even the friends she was once close with wanted nothing to do with her!

Her classmates treated her like a bringer of plagues, avoiding her as much as they could!

Her family started hating her. Even her own parents treated her like she was worthless!

When her scars were finally healed, she had thought that maybe those ten years of suffering were worth it, after all.

But now, she was once again in the throes of despair.

"Please, General Xavier. This has absolutely nothing to do with us. It's all Thea's fault!"

"Yeah! It's all her fault! Torture her if you want, just please let us go!"

Thea stared up at Trent's expressionless face and listened to the Callahans push her onto the proverbial train tracks, all so they themselves could live. She fell deeper into despair.

"Not talking, are you?"

waved a hand, his expression turning cold. Immediately, two men

"Sir."

to know what happens when they cross my family. We'll deal with

"Yes, sir."

dragged her out by the hair like it

the friction between her and the ground. Her skin was rubbed raw as she was dragged to the auction hall. Her wounds sent sharp sparks of pain through her every time they made contact with the ground, but the men ignored her wailing pleas for

of the Cansington Hotel, the auction was proceeding as

items they had put up were worth anything, yet their starting bids were high, at least ten times higher than what they would be

of the attendees were notable figures in Cansington. They were all well-versed in business proceedings and immediately caught

Trent Xavier had returned to gather funds, intending on building his family

was the General of the western border. He had immense power, and crossing him was the last thing any of

were bidding on were fakes and forgeries that were worth nothing, because they knew the alternative would be Trent

soon as the last bid was

spiel. "The following item is for Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge. The starting bid is eight million, bidders must bid no less than half a million every time they make a

crowd understood what happened when the painting resurfaced. That painting Thea had destroyed was also a fake. The Xaviers just wanted an excuse

Xaviers went bankrupt was because Thea Callahan had called Alex Yates and put him on speaker, so Alex heard what Joel Xavier had said and bankrupted the Xaviers out of

be a fair starting bid for it, yet now the Xaviers had offered a fake one

representing the Frasiers. We bid ten million. I'm getting

the Zimmermans. We bid eleven

representing the Wilsons. We bid

it was fake, but in order to get on the Western Border General Trent Xavier's good side, some of the wealthier families started bidding in earnest. Soon enough, the forged Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge went from being worthless to having a hefty price tag of twelve million dollars, with the biddings showing no signs of

painting was finally bought for twenty-one

another item, two fully armed men dragged a

high heels was missing, and she had friction burns on

drew in a cold breath at the

was finally released once

positioned her so she just so happened to be

Thea's bloodied face terrified them.

"Help… help me…"

calling out to them for

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