After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 65

The temperature on winter nights quietly dropped.

The cold wind slipped through the cracks in the stairwell, making Katniss shiver.

Katniss quickly ran up to the second floor. The lights were off. She fumbled for her keys in her pocket while exhaling a breath.

The voice-activated light on the stairs flicked on.

Katniss stopped in her tracks, her eyes locking onto Desmond, who was waiting at her door.

Katniss frowned, her face turning cold as she walked up.

"What are you doing here?" Katniss's face was fair and delicate like porcelain due to the cold weather, shedding the dullness and vulgarity she had at the Manners Villa. She was still young, her face tender, but you could imagine how stunning she'd be in a year when she fully matured.

Desmond held a cigarette between his fingers, the gray smoke rising and blurring his unreadable face.

"Katniss, stay away from my brother." Desmond took a deep drag of his cigarette, feeling a bit regretful about his earlier thoughts.

What was he even thinking?

Even if Katniss grew to be more beautiful than Clara, so what? A person's kind nature is far more important.

To him, Katniss was a gold-digger with a heart of ice, while Clara was a diamond in the rough, with genuine kindness.

Hearing Desmond's words, Katniss ignored him.

She opened the door with her key and was about to close it when Desmond forcefully blocked it with his hand and wedged half his body inside.

Desmond's eyes were sharp as he said coldly, "Katniss, did you hear what I said?"

Was Desmond out

already stopped approaching him and Clara, but now Desmond came over late at night to

sick, go see a doctor. Who I'm with has nothing to

do with me?" Desmond's expression was irritable as he kicked the door Katniss was

past life to now, Katniss never quite understood the

Boleyn family members were

Boleyn

side saying that with Maximilian dead, and Desmond around,

struggle for inheritance, so it was normal

was full of Desmond, so

Even though his illness, Desmond could never match up

Maximilian's death could

this, Katniss felt a chill down her spine, and the cold wind blowing through

you

calmly, "Maximilian is gravely ill. The ones who most wish for his death

and the Hamilton family, though large, had only two legitimate heirs: Maximilian and Desmond,

grabbed her by the neck, gritting his teeth. "My brother's illness has

neck felt as fragile as a feather in his

from birth, but what about his leg?" Katniss

and

neck, defensively stepping back a few steps, glaring at

dreaming." Desmond's tone was icy, "If I see you

trembling, and laughed bitterly, "Desmond, what gives you the right to control everything I do? It's like I'm constantly walking on eggshells around

that don't belong

by things don't belong to me? My biological parents, my four brothers, and you, my ex-fiancé? Was it my fault that I was switched at birth? Did I choose

family couldn't afford to send her to school. After elementary school, her foster parents wanted her to go work with fellow

yes-man, with no knowledge or education. Was it

She had no choice!