Sylvia's POV:

I was so angry that I burst into maniac laughter. That was a foolish thing for Noreen to say.

I was to blame for the black thorn on Rufus' back? Why didn't she just tell me that I was the descendant of a witch? It was ridiculous, as if saying that a vampire would faint at the sight of blood.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't want to tell me, just let me go," I spurted out with a cold face.

Rufus must be very anxious when he knew that I was taken away. Damn it! Noreen was still messing with me!

"Didn't you ask me why I had so many photos of your mother? Aren't you curious why I have her necklace?" Noreen sauntered towards me, her slender shadow swaying on the wall.

respond, she continued, "I can tell you the answer now. Your mother

was wrong. Then, I turned my attention away from the wall and stared intently at Noreen, who was standing only five steps away from

into laughter and ignored the evident hint of sarcasm in my tone. "You can choose not to believe me,

a face strikingly similar to my mother's in her youth. Anyone who saw it would think that they were

my mouth agape in disbelief.

she had any sisters. If what Noreen was saying

us." Noreen's grin was one of complete innocence. It was hard to believe that

were as bright as my mother's. Her devilish grin and her icy tone contradicted her sweet demeanor and innocent appearance. "I'm not lying,

a black witch, I would have

the black witch bloodline on your body, at the

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