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—"

sister!" Alexander shouted, his voice filled with

I was too young to understand back then! I remember how you treated her to this

reputation! If it weren't for the money that Krystal Harding gave me every month, I wouldn't let that wretched

You can't even provide the money for my education. You're not worthy of

"You're fucking rebelling?!"

struck Alexander again

the sounds with her

gaze filled with murderous rage as

until she was concealed in the

helped her back into

into the car, she yelled, "Go back

was about to leap out of her throat, and her mind felt

Mosley, can we turn on the car lights

voice quivered. "I just want to leave this

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