Kya was supposed to be with Charlie, but in the brief moment he took a call, she was off chasing butterflies and vanished into thin air.

She followed the butterfly into an orchard, happily picking blueberries into her little basket, when she heard someone call out from behind, "Hey, kiddo!"

Kya turned around to see Susanna.

Susanna had been trying to reach Carson with messages, but got no reply, only to discover she'd been blocked. Fuming, she stumbled upon Kya, who was on her own. Just yesterday, because of Kya, Magdalen had played a trick that left Susanna publicly humiliated. Today seemed like a good day for payback.

Kya eyed Susanna warily and turned to run. But she was barely three, and after a few steps, Susanna caught up with her.

Susanna blocked her path, sneering, "Thought you could run, huh? Pretty sly, just like your mom. Born a nobody, yet trying to snag a rich man. Shameless!"

Kya's little face turned red with anger, "Don't talk about my mom!"

"Oh, I just did. What are you gonna do about it?" Susanna poked Kya's forehead, causing her to stumble.

Kya stepped back, looked around, and yelled, "Daddy, Daddy!"

"Don't you dare scream!" Susanna glared menacingly, threatening her, "Scream again, and I'll end you!"

"Daddy!"

Charlie might hear, grabbed Kya, covering her mouth and then went to choke her, "Told you not

and nose were smothered by Susanna, eyes wide with terror, her delicate neck gripped tight, her little face

playing on her face, "You little brat, tell me, how did your mom seduce Mr. James?" Kya struggled, whimpering, her face turning a shade

let her down, excited by

taunting her, "I'll throw you into the pond over there, let the fish nibble at you. Scared? If you u are, kneel and call me 'your highness', and I might let you

tried to strike Susanna's hand away, but Susanna, pained by the hits, gritted her teeth and choked her

face turned red and then purple, glaring at her in

daring to glare at

could finish, someone kicked her away, and Kya was brought down with

scooped

rapidly, looking dazedly at

helplessness finally eruptingasible.

only tears

"Sweetheart, don't cry!"

the marks on her neck, rage boiling inside her, yet her

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