Semua Bab The Broken Ring: Rewriting the Illegitimate Heiress' Fate: Bab 11 - Bab 20

She felt herself shaking as the words she dreaded far too long escaped her lips. The slumbering anger inside her, the shattered hopes of a young child who yearned for her father and brother's love. The innocent wishes that weren't supposed to be begged for. Those hopelessness, accumulated by the passage of time, made her question the very meaning of her existence.These people in front of her…were the first…to break her.How cruel must they be?"Oh? Don't act like you're surprised now. You knew it, so damn well. I may have carried YOUR name, yet you NEVER accepted me as YOUR OWN." "And family you say? Are you kidding me?...Since when was I treated like the Smith's sole princess…? Fuck being a princess, I wasn't even treated like a decent human being in your fucking grand mansion!"She screamed bloody hell, unable to suppress the surging emotions. Her breathing staggered, her nails found its way to her palms, digging deeper to her delicate skin. Yet she paid no mind. What's circling h

"Hey, sir Romero. Do I look shabby?" Lianna’s voice echoed through the elevator. It was just them three inside. With their figures reflected on the glossy finish of the lift, she shifts her gaze on the man on her left side. Still on his prim and proper stance, Lance didn’t even flinch by her sudden remark.   She couldn’t help but think about it earlier. She didn’t think about appearances when her sight was still blurry. How could she, when it's taking her all just to move forward without bumping on something and injuring herself. Yet, things have changed in just one day. The clothes she frequently wore wouldn’t suffice for the status she currently possesses.   It was the first time she went out since the wedding. Though with the initial agenda of meeting her ex-family, she still picked out the nicest thing she owned from her closet,

"Who's the man behind you?" Leonard suddenly blurted out after he caught sight of an unfamiliar face among the youngsters. His deep, raven eyes squinted as he gave an intimidating stare towards the only stranger in his midst.   In the presence of the Kreisler head, even the stoic Lance Romero showed discomfort in his expression, his eyes wandering elsewhere unknowingly.   "Selene. You're fully aware of my rules, especially on this certain part of the building. Why did you let this man in? Kick him out…now."   Lianna gulped. Though they had a few encounters in the past, she still couldn't shake the nervousness whenever the chairman was in the vicinity. It's like his default effect. She could feel the sense of urgency emitting from his last sentence, like a warning.

"Thanks for accompanying me today, Sir Romero."  "No need to thank me, madam. It's my job." Lianna frowns as Lance politely bows after his words. They were already back at the hotel and were in front of her room. "Haist. You're really stubborn, aren't you?" "Pardon?" Lance momentarily pauses, lifting his gaze towards his client with a puzzled expression. "Just drop the formalities already. Just call me by my name, you have my permission." "No can do. I'm still on the job." "It's night time. Let's say you're off duty now since I returned to my room." 

"S-sir. We really need to go back." "Shut up, Pennel." "But sir, if you leave the office this frequently, it'll be too difficult for you soon." "You think I don't know that?" "Then, let's go back–" "Not until I talk to her." Pennel Lloyd heavily sighs in anxiety, as he watches his boss' back striding towards a familiar building.  It's been days. Days of rampant wandering. Days of outbursts and frustrations since that day. It filled Pennel with nervousness and was constantly on edge. He witnessed the rampage his superior displaye