The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1367:

By day, she swept streets as a cleaner; by night, she gathered recyclables, driven by the ceaseless demands of her drug-addicted son.

Ahead, perched atop a trash can, lay a discarded bouquet of roses and an exquisite cake. Ruby hastened her steps, but she was still too late.

Another elderly scavenger, an old man, had already claimed the cake. Ruby reached for the roses.

She knew that at times, women would turn away from roses and leave cakes untouched simply because their hearts held no fondness for the men who offered them.

Every so often, a glimmer of fortune lay concealed within the roses—perhaps a ring or a necklace—treasures that, once discovered, could amount to several months’ earnings for her.

Ruby could grasp it, the

Who gave you permission to rummage through the garbage here? Show up here again, and you’ll regret it.” Though his clothes were tattered and age had etched lines upon his

back, “Who do you think you are, chasing me off? This street doesn’t belong to you. I’ll come and go as I

eyes narrowed, his finger jabbing toward Ruby menacingly. “Say that

hundred times if I want. You don’t scare me!” She lunged

his haul and fought with Ruby. Years of hard labor on the streets

you even know who my daughter is? She is a member

the

the newest

her

eyes flashing with defiance as she glared at the old man rummaging through the nearby trash. The cake and the bouquet lay abandoned on the ground. Ruby looked