Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1915

I'm not really the type to dwell on the past or talk much in general. But in my life, there have been three people who truly mattered: Colby, Odie, and then Elodie. The first two gave me a second chance at life, but Elodie? She gave me a whole new beginning.

At first, sticking close to Elodie was just about surviving. I played on her natural kindness to stay in the countryside and heal. During those tough days, I came to see just how much resolve it took for her to keep me around. But Elodie's not one to spill her troubles. She's tough, almost distant, with a bit of a capitalist edge. Her mantra? Endure the grind to rise above. And if she's been drenched in the rain, she'd rather everyone else lose their umbrellas too.

Empathy isn't her thing-she saved me not out of pity, but because she saw potential in me. Later on, I found out she wasn't into having kids because she was scared of the pain. Back then, I figured it didn't matter if we had kids. I even thought it'd be perfect if men could bear them since my only real strength is being tough and handling pain.

basically a ghost without legal identity both

I'd never felt such a sense of belonging. My eyes stung with emotion. Odie told me to let it out, to cry if I needed to. He'd felt the same way when he got his

of paper, I felt a bit surreal. Elodie thought the photo was just okay, but to me, it was a treasure-the best picture

She suggested structuring it like when she spun off S Corporation from Russell Enterprises. They became tight friends,