“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.

 

daring to look up at the people in the

 

“Father…” my voice trembled.

 

told you she was a troublemaker, hiding and eavesdropping like a mouse,” My

 

were eavesdropping on us?” my

 

of alcohol and began to tremble uncontrollably. I knew how horrible my father could

 

my head, afraid to look

 

his attention.

 

giggled. Her voice was like nails on a

 

to cover up your crime with just a few bucks? Not only are you late, you’re also eavesdropping… Looks like someone needs a little lesson,”

 

raised

 

my head. Trembling, I bit my lips so that I would not scream

 

second, two seconds… the expected pain did not

 

wallet being pulled out of

 

in hand, gloomily surveying me. Instead of feeling relieved, I felt even

 

eyes told me that something worse was going to

 

hefted the wallet in one hand and frowned.

 

not many customers came to the restaurant… I’ve

 

Slap!

 

my face, knocking

 

angry roar faintly over the ringing in my

 

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

 

my head and back

 

my arms and cried out,

 

intense pain put me in a trance, and my vision

 

“Father… please stop…”

 

was coming from a very far away place. “Harland… Sweetie, remember… That pretty face and voice of hers are

 

my mother died, and she seemed to make him happy. I used to wish I could make her happy, too. I had naively hoped that,

 

 

hard enough! This money is

moon goddess give her such a talent to begin

 

on the floor, looking at my father in fear, afraid he would raise his hand to

 

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

 

anger to amusement. There was something sinister lurking

 

back at me with a subtle smile. “Do tell her, Harland. I

 

happy

 

backwards in fear. He

 

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

 

with fear, but I remained silent waiting for my

 

It seems he is in need of a… maid, and is willing to pay a lot of

 

I gasped in disbelief.

 

I called him father, but he sold me, as

 

terrified, shocked, and speechless. This couldn’t be

 

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

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