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“HI” Daphne’s smile was wide this time.

“You again?” I sighed. Honestly, I thought I would finally get rid of these visits, but how could I forget

that April would still be coming over since Brody is her cousin?

“You don’t look so happy to see me. I thought maybe you’d feel at home seeing old friends,” she

said, with the audacity to cal herself my friend. Daphne was never my friend. We didn’t like each

other from the beginning.

“Oh, and I’m not alone,” she then added,

but the shock was far from over when Natalya also walked in.

I rolled my eyes at the sight of the two of them arriving together.

“She’s my other friend, her name is Natalya. She’s sweet and kind,” April was rambling on about

qualities I didn’t agree with. None of those traits existed in Natalya.

Her gaze was slightly different when it landed on me. Almost as if she was emotional, but why, I

couldn’t tell.

I don’t remember ever hurting her intentionally, so why did she make things so ugly between us?

Even after she got Cain, she kept her hatred for me.

“Hello, you have a nice rabbit,” Natalya, being herself, instantly

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“Never mind, I’ll make my own breakfast,” I said, briskly following the maid to the kitchen

“I’ll prepare it for you, don’t worry,” a much older maid named Mrs. Fishers said, quickly trying to

grab the eggs out of my hands.

“Hey, it’s okay. You work all day; I can do this myself,” I admired how hardworking they were.

“Do you want me to prepare something for the guests as well?” she inquired, mentioning the

troublemakers outside.

“They’ll let you know if they need anything,” I said in a gentle tone, even though I just wanted to be

bitter whenever I spoke of them.

It was because of them that I was basically homeless now. I had to travel and was forced to accept

someone just because of these witches, and now they were back in my life to make it difficult.

So preparing food for them was not on my to–do list.

“Okay, I will prepare the breakfast for you then,” once again, she grabbed the spatula out of my

hands, gesturing for me to leave the kitchen. “You can rest in your room till then.”

“No! I’m fine. I’ve rested enough. I want to make my own breakfast,” I insisted again.

“Alpha Brody would be mad if he found out we made you work,” the maid quickly offered, starting to

prepare breakfast. I stood beside her just to make sure nobody slipped anything into my food again.

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As I was busy watching my meal being prepared, my phone beeped, and my heart leaped at the

name on the screen.

It was Alpha King Cain.