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?"

a hand, his expression turning cold. Immediately, two

"Sir."

hall. I want everyone in Cansington to know what happens when they cross my family. We'll

"Yes, sir."

men untied Thea's restraints, then dragged her out by the hair

dress. It ripped under 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

floor of the Cansington Hotel, the auction was proceeding as

worth anything, yet their starting bids were high, at

They were all well-versed

had returned to gather funds, intending on building his

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

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

the last bid was complete. It

for Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside's Edge. The starting bid is eight million, bidders must bid no less than half a million

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

had called Alex Yates and put him on speaker, so Alex heard what Joel Xavier had said and bankrupted the

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

the Frasiers. We bid ten million.

representing the Zimmermans. We bid eleven million.

representing the Wilsons. We bid

earnest. Soon enough, the forged Moonlit Flowers on

was finally bought for twenty-one

as the crowd was waiting for yet another item, two fully armed men dragged

missing, and she had friction burns on her knees. Blood continued flowing

in a

finally released once she

positioned her so she just so

Thea's bloodied face terrified them. Their faces went

"Help… help me…"

straw, calling out to them for help, but no one moved. They lacked the

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