“In a few days, we will have all the money we need, and she will be one less problem for us to worry about.”

 

***

 

The rain was beating down on me, and the pain in my body from pushing myself hard was agonizing. The burning in my lungs was becoming too much and my legs were cramping, but I knew I was in for far more pain if I didn’t make it on time.

 

Last time I was late by only two minutes, and I got beaten so hard that I couldn’t lay down for a week.

 

I only slowed down as I got closer to my father’s office, panting to catch my breath. The voice of my stepmother drew my attention.

 

“Harland, sweetie…In a few days, she won’t be our problem anymore.” The subtle smugness and malice in my stepmother’s tone made me instinctively aware that they were talking about me.

 

What did she mean?

 

My heart was pounding from the running and from what I had just heard, but I couldn’t help but quieten my footfalls as I listened.

 

I knew I shouldn’t be eavesdropping—anything I did without permission would come back to bite me. But her words made me stop in my tracks. I had to know more.

 

“…they’ll take her, and we’ll have the money.”

 

My eyes widened and my body began to shake uncontrollably.

 

What was she talking about?!

 

“Tick tock, Rosalie. You’re late again,” said a voice behind me.

 

I snapped my head around and came face to face with Derek’s sinister smile.

 

My stepbrother’s gray eyes were looking me up and down in my drenched clothes, as if he wanted to peel them off with his gaze.

 

Ever since he first met me when I was fourteen, he had been trying to lay his hands on me. I didn’t even want to know what he would’ve done had my stepmother not forced him to leave me alone—only because I was the one who had been making money for the family.

 

I tried my best to avoid Derek, and that no doubt angered him. That was probably why he got sick pleasure from seeing me chastised by my father or stepmother.

 

But at this point, Derek wasn’t my greatest concern.

 

I noticed that the voices in the office had fallen silent. They had heard what Derek said.

 

“Rosalie!”

 

My father’s voice set my nerves on edge. I was done for. I almost tried to flee, but I knew Derek would stop me.

 

Nothing like a good beating to end the night.

 

Gloating, Derek moved around me and pushed open the door.

 

my fear, not daring to look up at

 

“Father…” my voice trembled.

 

like a mouse,” My stepmother said with a smirk. “Who knows what she’ll do when she

 

eavesdropping on us?”

 

uncontrollably. I knew how

 

to look him in

 

had to redirect his attention. “Here’s the

 

Her voice was

 

bucks? Not only are you late, you’re also eavesdropping…

 

father raised his

 

my head. Trembling, I bit my lips so that I would not scream out—screaming would only bring

 

seconds… the expected

 

I felt my wallet being pulled

 

with money in hand, gloomily surveying me.

 

father’s eyes told me

 

one hand and frowned. “Is

 

and whispered, “It’s raining hard today, so not many customers came to the restaurant… I’ve given you

 

Slap!

 

struck my face, knocking me backward and onto the

 

the ground, hearing my father’s angry roar faintly

 

mean? Are you saying that I’m dependent on you for support?

 

down on my head and back like

 

cried out, “No, I am sorry…

 

intense pain put me in a

 

“Father… please stop…”

 

her.” My stepmother’s voice sounded like it was coming from a very far away place. “Harland… Sweetie, remember… That pretty face and voice of hers

 

happy. I used

 

 

hard enough! This money is nothing! Pennies compared to

did the moon goddess give her such a

 

and cowered on the floor, looking at my father

 

of a disappointment than we expected. No matter. You already spoke to Talon this morning. You know what the plan is for her. In a few days, we’ll have all our financial issues sorted

 

from anger to amusement. There was something sinister

 

with a subtle smile. “Do tell her, Harland. I bet she will be

 

happy at

 

level, and I couldn’t help but flinch backwards in fear. He raised his

 

do a big job for me. In fact, one that

 

was pounding with fear, but I remained silent

 

he is in need of a… maid, and is willing to

 

I gasped in disbelief.

 

called him father, but he sold me, as if I was just a sheep… How

 

and speechless. This couldn’t be

 

forth between Isis and my father as he stood up. The look on Isis’s

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