Remi Wright let out a low sigh, "Little Avery, it seems that our days ahead will be truly difficult. I'm sorry for the hardship."
From the night Evelyn was chosen and didn't return home, she knew Harper Johnson would definitely make things difficult for her in the future.
Over the past twenty years, although Harper Johnson appeared respectful on the surface, deep down she always felt that being with the Master from a young age was something Avery had taken from her. This jealousy was like a seed deeply buried underground, and as soon as the opportunity was ripe, it would burst forth with abandon. Today was just the beginning.
"It's okay," Avery Jane lowered her eyes, showing no emotions.
Her love, her laughter, her tears, her sweetness, everything about her was buried with Wenyard Cooper in the grave. Now she was merely an empty, soulless shell, seemingly unaffected by any malicious difficulties thrown her way.
