Nina suddenly felt a wave of pity for Penelope. Growing up without parental love must have left her with a deep sense of insecurity, making her more likely to endure hardships silently.

Unable to help herself, Nina linked her arm with Penelope's. "It's all in the past. Things will get better from now on. One day, you'll reach the pinnacle of your career."

Penelope smiled. "You have high hopes for me."

"If you could endure so much from a young age, there's nothing you can't achieve."

Penelope felt a growing fondness for Nina. Perhaps it was the encouragement that stirred a renewed determination within her. She could not go back to the past. She had to escape poverty and hunger.

Just then, Miranda arrived. She spotted Penelope and Nina together. Seeing Nina walking around energetically, showing no signs of weakness, confused her.

But her sharp eyes noticed the beads on Nina's wrist, and her expression changed. She rushed over and grabbed Nina's arm.

"Where did you get these?" Miranda demanded.

Nina, startled, turned to see Miranda. She immediately shook off her grip and replied coldly, "What do you want?"

Where did you get these beads? What

Nina retorted coldly as she glared at her. "You're

belong to Wilfred," Miranda sneered, already knowing the truth. "I wondered why he was helping you. So, you

connected

are you talking about? I got them from a religious

narrowed as

smirk forming on her lips. "It doesn't. matter whose they belong

as things don't

do you mean by that?" Nina had a bad feeling. "If you have something to say, just say it. Stop

feeling much better now that everything was going according to

out soon enough. Nina, I'll take everything from you. Just wait and

brows furrowed, and

spoke up, "The fight isn't over yet. Isn't it a

shifted her

Do you think I'm afraid of you? I can take your resources easily, let alone anything else! No matter how hard you work for the next ten years, you'll still be

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