The Author's POV

Chapter 199

Late night.

After returning from her short shopping trip, Emma laid down on her mattress exhausted. With her short brown hair scattered on the bed, Emma scrolled through her phone.

Thinking of something, Emma opened her bank account and checked her balance.

[Account balance : 7,472,060 U]

Seeing the number, Emma ground her teeth and muttered.

"...what a pig"

During her small trip, she had planned on only spending at most 100,000 U. She had not expected herself to fork out 750,000U. This was way beyond the budget she had set herself. In fact, spending 100,000 was already too much for her at the moment.

Normally, she wouldn't have minded.

...but her current circumstances weren't normal.

Looking at how much money she had in her bank account Emma felt bitter.

"How long will this last me..."

She truly regretted betting with Ren. Had she not bet, none of this would've happened.

-Ring!

At that moment, Emma's phone rang.

Checking who the sender was, Emma's face darkened. It was her uncle.

[Hello Emma, how was your day?]

Clenching her teeth, Emma picked up the phone and replied.

[Everything is fine, thank you, uncle]

[That's great, but Emma...]

[Yes]

[Did you go out today?]

Seeing the message, Emma's face contorted to a frown.

'How is that any of your business'

Forcefully trying to calm herself down, she replied.

[Yes, with two of my friends]

Ren was definitely not her friend.

[That's good, but do you still have enough money? I hope you're still not mad at me for blocking your card. With your dad leaving all responsibilities to me, we have to take precautions]

"Bastard..."

At her father's mention, Emma felt truly enraged. Ever since her father caught wind of a secret plot that the Monolith was brewing in preparations to attack Ashton city, as its city mayor, her father had no other choice but to leave and prevent their plans.

This was four months ago.

Right now, with her father gone, her uncle was the one in charge of the family affairs.

He did not like Emma.

With Emma being the direct inheritor of her Roshfield family, her uncle was jealous. He too had a son. However, he was only ten years old.

Given how young he was, he did not stand a chance at inheriting the family's leading position. He was just like him, stuck in his brother's shadow.

How could he tolerate that?

the opportunity presented itself. Emma's uncle tried to

spending too much money on useless stuff, her uncle managed to convince the others to freeze her

knew this, however, with her father gone she could only swallow this

Emma

about it. I have to go

her phone towards the other

inside of her blankets, she

"...this fucker"

...

time, the room next

drawers. Taking out a stuffed teddy, Amanda carefully placed the

her head in satisfaction. She

"..Haa"

on the drawer, tired, Amanda

What seemed to be a regular day like any other turned out into an outing with

However, with

It was fun.

Suddenly her phone rang.

-Ring! -Ring!

was Maxwell Benson,

up

"Yes?"

to the ears. Neither hurried nor slow. As Amanda listened to what he wanted to say, a look of understanding appeared on her face. A trace of surprise was mixed in it

your father, and the elders want to meet you next week. They have agreed to your proposal and

"I understand"

for long periods of

there anything else that you

this is good for

wish you

"mhm"

Amanda hung

-Tack!

through her phone, Amanda opened her chat log with Melissa and clicked

was a card held by two pincers as mana was slowly injected into it. Not long after, a massive flame engulfed

Melissa, Amanda contacted her

have agreed. However,

the elders of

was quite surprised by the fact that

as far as a couple of months. This came as a bit of a

realizing who the two people in question

Melissa being the genius that she was, there was no doubt that her guild

doubt that they knew a few things about him. Especially with regards to what had happened a few nights ago when he

nowadays, without a doubt the elders and her father wanted to meet him

rank at age

somewhat, she was still shocked. Without a doubt, his talent rivaled

Huuu—

-Plack!

away her phone in her drawer and closed the

eyes, Amanda suddenly thought

know him better,

had left a

he was an undercover

in

times, Amanda realized that

he was faking it, but from what Amanda figured, he was not

Just a regular

times, serious in

it was his fashion sense. Recalling how proud he was about

It was frankly terrible.

bad that

from that, Amanda also recalled the look of despair on Emma's face once he got six teddies in fifteen tries whilst she

more she thought about it, the

"ku..."

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