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—"

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

then! I remember how

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

squandered it all on gambling and alcohol! You can't even provide the money for my education. You're not

"You're fucking rebelling?!"

struck Alexander

to the sounds with her

his lip tightly, his gaze filled

until she was concealed in the shadows. Then, she

followed her and helped her back

she got into the car, she yelled, "Go back

to leap out of her throat, and her mind felt

Mosley, can we turn on the car lights

Bianca's voice quivered. "I just want to leave

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