rless. She didn't even fully understand the past tied to her new identity-so what revenge coul

ed aimlessly a

fit and full of energy-dressed in a traditional outfit, with a sword str

ugh Vanessa's mind: she saw that same old man getting mowed down by a r

d again, the old man was still there, alive and well, jus

she turned around-and suddenly spotted a huge truck ra

She threw so much of herself into it that she lost balance and tumbled to the ground just

ty sure her arm wasn't in one piece anymore. Jaw clenched, she gri

" she asked, her vo

l strong. That shove from Vanessa was just enough to get hi

he old man gave her a big smile. "I

unning all night, falling god knows how many times, her usually neat fingers wer

little gesture, and a warm

fter making sure he wasn't seriously hurt, she said, "Sir,

y feigned weakness as he said, "missy, I'm getting on in years. That little scare just now th

private room earlier, she'd overheard her aunt and uncle talking about an inheritance meant for her and Xan

revenge. She needed to figure out the secrets s

d - works at Prosperity Group..." The old man s

this man really so eager to set up his grandson tha

otten her phone. As she chatted with the old man,

so annoyed that she turned it off. Only turned it back on this morning. If it wer

est. It wasn't her own emotion - must've been the original Vanessa'

g after that little brother was the least she co

t a quiet sigh

chaotic. Then, a rough, impatient mal