Cherry's POV:

When I noticed that a group of werewolves was praising Sylvia, I was so angry that my heart ached. "She's a slave, and she is definitely not worthy of your praises!" As I spoke, I walked towards them.

When I got closer to them, my eyes widened in shock. Sylvia'sbeautifulclothes, delicate makeup, and noble temperament seemed to blend well with the magnificent palace.

I couldn't believe my eyes. It had only been a few days. How could she change so much? She was just a mere ant under my feet. But now, she was being flattered and praised by everyone. Jealousy flooded in me like a stream.

Seeing that Sylvia's face turned pale, I added fuel to the fire. "She is a slave from our pack. She is the daughter of a traitor. Perhaps because she is so good in bed that the lycan prince has brought her to the imperial city to serve him and satisfy his physical needs."

She bit her lower lip and scowled at me.

"It turns out she is a sex slave!" someone in the crowd shouted.

And his words were enough to make everyone start to scorn her.

the daughter of a traitor deserve to stand here with

slave. Even if she wears fancy clothes,

you didn't tell us, we won't even notice it.

on the inside, and her blood stinks. Nothing can ever take off

chest and looked at Sylvia smugly. I saw that she clenched her fists tightly and lowered

to me surrounded Sylvia and

it!" The plump servant beside Sylvia reached out to stop

her on the face and

so happy seeing Sylvia being humiliated. Well, a

Sylvia being besieged, I

you tired? You might be thirsty. Drink some water first." As he spoke, he took out a gold-plated thermos flask from his bag and handed

lost my patience this

to say a word anymore. He looked at me from time to time.

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