My eyes were beautiful. Many people have praised them, saying that they resembled the shine of the finest emeralds. But as the wife of a Capo, just being able to paint was far from enough.I did not want to be a powerless and fragile little flower that required the protection of others. I wanted to be someone who could help Samuel on his path to success.I placed my paintbrush to the side. I helped to manage the family's affairs in his place whenever he was away, and slowly but surely, my intuition grew sharper. But Samuel simply assumed that I was lazing around all day at home, pampered by the housekeepers.In comparison, Daeleen, who had just returned from abroad, was much more alluring.Samuel finally placed the eyeballs into formalin. He could not help but smile as he said, "Daeleen, I'll fulfill your final wish soon."My consciousness began to blur. Annie noticed that something was wrong, and she could not help but speak up to Samuel on my behalf. "Capo, Mrs. Sterling has n
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