It was already four o'clock in the morning, yet South Grant was still awake.
She looked at the window of the hospital room, noticing a gap in the curtain.
Outside, it was pitch black, as if hiding a giant beast ready to break through and devour her at any moment.
In this world of money and power, whether reborn or not, nothing has ever changed.
The rules are still in the hands of those in power.
She was just an ant crawling underground, at the mercy of others.
If Nathan Foster hadn't arrived on time tonight, what would she have faced?
It would have been worse than her past life.
South Grant closed her eyes, hiding all her emotions.
When she opened them again, they were filled with resolve and clarity.
Since this world only respects the strong, bring it on!
I have nothing, and nothing to fear!
One day, I will become that strong one!
Nathan Foster was also staying at the hospital tonight; it was too late for him to return to the military district.
