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?

uncle tried to do his best to

excuse of Emma spending too much money on useless stuff, her uncle managed to convince the

with her father

her rage, Emma

worry about it. I have to go to sleep now as classes start early in the

Uncle's reply, Emma threw her

inside of

"...this fucker"

...

time, the

one of her drawers. Taking out a stuffed teddy, Amanda carefully

head in satisfaction. She really liked

"..Haa"

drawer, tired, Amanda

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

crowds. However, with everything that had happened today,

It was fun.

Suddenly her phone rang.

-Ring! -Ring!

caller ID was Maxwell Benson,

picked up

"Yes?"

Amanda listened to what he wanted to say, a look of understanding appeared on her face. A trace of surprise was

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

"I understand"

to talk for long periods of

that you would like young

this is good

you good luck for

"mhm"

head, Amanda hung up

-Tack!

Amanda opened her chat log with

pincers as mana was slowly injected into it. Not long after, a massive

Amanda contacted her dad and guild elders regarding a possible

were, they would've never have agreed. However, since it was Amanda who proposed

phone call was about. Her father and the elders

quite surprised by

usually were, she had expected to even wait as far as a couple of months. This came as a

a bit of thinking and realizing who the two

no doubt that

Ren. Given how influential her parent's guild was, without a doubt that they knew a few things about him. Especially with regards to what had happened a few nights ago when he supposedly aided in the killing of

the elders and her father

at age

Amanda expected this somewhat, she was still shocked. Without a doubt, his talent

Huuu—

-Plack!

put away her phone in her drawer and

her eyes, Amanda

know him better, her impression of him slightly

first encounter with him had left a deep

of any emotions looking at her. At that time she thought that he was an undercover bodyguard that her

interest in him piqued

few more times, Amanda realized that he was completely different from

Amanda figured, he was not the merciless killer that she thought he was

else. Just a

times,

out something odd about him, it was his fashion sense. Recalling

It was frankly terrible.

was so bad that

recalled the look of despair on Emma's face once he got six teddies in fifteen tries whilst

the first time Amanda saw Emma so depressed. The more she thought about it, the more the corner of her lips curved upwards.

"ku..."

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