After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

After getting herself ready, Katniss crashed for a couple of hours. Come evening, she grabbed her prescription and headed to the pharmacy to snag her meds. Walking in, she handed the script to the pharmacist with a grin, "Hey, can you hook me up with these meds and grind 'em into powder? Thanks a bunch." The pharmacist took a look and smiled back, "Sure thing, just a sec."

About ten minutes later, the pharmacist handed Katniss a bag full of powdered meds and started ringing her up.

"That'll be seventy-eight bucks," the pharmacist said.

Katniss pulled out a wad of cash from her bag, counted it, and handed it over.

Holding the heavy bag of meds, she felt a sting in her chest. She only had three hundred bucks, and this bag of meds cost nearly eighty. Making money ain't easy!

Finding a part-time gig was a must; otherwise, she'd be starving.

She also grabbed some honey, planning to make pills when she got home.

Speaking of home, did she even have one? But until she could stand on her own, she still had to go back to The Manners Villa.

The Manners Villa was tucked behind the clothing factory's residential area, with a unique three-story house and some pretty distinctive decor.

his job and was one of the first to dive

made bank running a clothing company and

this time, there were just a few old guys sipping tea in the courtyard and some middle-aged women gossiping under

shoulder bag, they weren't

as usual, they couldn't resist

to pick up your sister this morning. Why didn't they bring you back too?" Lila asked, her eyes flashing a bit of envy. The Manners family was known to be loaded and

the courtyard

busybody, always sticking her nose

seemed super "concerned" about their family drama. How did she used

she used to say she got car sick and would puke as

wasn't gonna hide it anymore. She didn't care about pleasing the Manners family, so no need to

dirty and wouldn't let me in. What could I do? Lila, you don't know, I live in

started to tear up, continuing to spill, "I can't even eat at the table. I have to wait until Clara's done before I can eat. The clothes I wear are Clara's hand-me-downs,

gave Katniss all the

yet they treated their own flesh and blood like a maid while spoiling their adopted

out, all that kindness towards Katniss was just for show. They only had eyes for Clara, their adopted darling. Only the Manners

don't cry. What kind of family is this? If I had a granddaughter like you, I'd treat

believe they're so rich and still so cheap with

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