Chapter 57

• “You look hurt instead of happy,” the voice of the lady cut through. “I thought this is what you wanted.”
• “What do you know about me to think I wanted this?” My voice sounded like a whip, lashing her skin. The inside of me boiled with rage. I was mad. But at the wrong person. As much as I had no idea who she was, it was clear that she was just a messenger of the beast.
• The same way Lyrik also came to deliver the contract papers. So I shouldn't be mad at the lady.