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An elderly man held a dirt broom in his hand, glaring fiercely at Alexander.
"Is it that little bitch? Is it true?"
The man continued. "I heard about it long ago that a Ms. Harding came to the neighboring village. Heh! She even
came from Centrolis!
"At first, I didn't think much of it. But you've been running over the mountains daily and following her like you're
cursed since you went for that one lesson!
"It's that little bitch, right? Speak up! Am I right?!"
Alexander remained silent, standing there like a statue.
Drake Dickinson raised the broom and struck Alexander. The withered broom struck him hard, causing dust to
scatter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBianca widened her eyes as she held her breath, feeling as if the broomstick might fall on her if she made a sound.
"Enough!" Alexander yelled, turning to glare at Drake. "I want to go to Centrolis. I want to study and attend the best
schools. What's wrong with that? My only mistake is being born into this family and being your son!"
"You—"
"Not only do you hit me, but you also hit my sister!" Alexander shouted, his voice filled with hysteria. His bloodshot
eyes made him look like a young wolf prowling in the dark night.
"Don't think I was too young to understand back then! I remember how you treated her to this day!"
"Alright... She's really instigating this?" Drake pointed at Alexander, his hand trembling slightly. "The daughter of a
human trafficker ruining my family's reputation! If it weren't for the money that Krystal Harding gave me every
month, I wouldn't let that wretched girl freeload off my food!"
"Krystal gave you money, but you squandered it all on gambling and alcohol! You can't even provide the money for
my education. You're not worthy of being a father!"
"You're fucking rebelling?!"
Drake struck Alexander again violently.
Bianca listened to the sounds with her heart pounding.
Alexander, however, remained silent, standing there motionless. He bit his lip tightly, his gaze filled with murderous
rage as if he wanted to shred Drake into pieces.
Bianca held her breath and tiptoed backward until she was concealed in the shadows. Then, she quickly turned and
fled.
The bodyguards followed her and helped her back into the car.
As soon as she got into the car, she yelled, "Go back quickly! Hurry!"
Her heart was about to leap out of her throat, and her mind felt empty.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Mosley, can we turn on the car lights now?"
"Whatever!" Bianca's voice quivered. "I just want to leave this place... as fast as possible!"
She trembled all over. Once she calmed down, the name Krystal Harding came back to her.
She wondered, 'Krystal Harding, Lena Harding... And Alexander kept talking about a "sister." Could it be...'
Bianca took a deep breath and leaned back in her seat, calming herself.
The day they returned to Centrolis was sunny and bright.
Several buses brought the children down from the mountains to the nearest city, where a dedicated team took
them to catch the Hamerton plane at the airport.
For many of the children, it was their first time on an airplane, and their excitement was obvious. They were full of
joy and wonder, chatting and talking about everything.
Lena observed their happy faces and genuinely felt happiness herself.
But when she glanced at the last row of seats, her eyes unintentionally met Alexander's. Her heart tightened as she
sensed something unusual in the boy's gaze.
Despite his intimidating appearance, there was a sharpness in his eyes that went beyond his years.
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