An elderly man held a dirt broom in his hand, glaring fiercely at Alexander.

"Is it that little bitch? Is it true?"

The man continued. "I heard about it long ago that a Ms. Harding came to the neighboring village. Heh! She even came from Centrolis!

"At first, I didn't think much of it. But you've been running over the mountains daily and following her like you're cursed since you went for that one lesson!

"It's that little bitch, right? Speak up! Am I right?!"

Alexander remained silent, standing there like a statue.

Drake Dickinson raised the broom and struck Alexander. The withered broom struck him hard, causing dust to scatter.

Bianca widened her eyes as she held her breath, feeling as if the broomstick might fall on her if she made a sound.

"Enough!" Alexander yelled, turning to glare at Drake. "I want to go to Centrolis. I want to study and attend the best schools. What's wrong with that? My only mistake is being born into this family and being your son!"

"You—"

do you hit me, but you also hit my sister!" Alexander shouted, his voice filled with hysteria. His bloodshot eyes made him look like a young wolf prowling in

then! I

slightly. "The daughter of a human trafficker ruining my family's reputation! If it weren't for the money that Krystal Harding

squandered it all on gambling and alcohol! You can't even provide the

"You're fucking rebelling?!"

Alexander

the sounds with her heart

bit his lip tightly, his gaze filled with murderous rage as if he wanted

held her breath and tiptoed backward until she was concealed in the shadows. Then, she quickly

her and helped

she got into the car, she yelled, "Go

of

Mosley, can we turn on the car

voice quivered. "I just want to leave this place...

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