Eliana's voice trembled, and she didn't know why she wanted this answer so badly.

"Eliana, in what capacity are you speaking to me, as a released prisoner? Haha!" Josephine's face was full of disdain, and she took advantage of Eliana's inattention to slap her across the face.

This woman had a fair complexion but a heart as black as night. That slap, however, served as a wake-up call for Eliana.

What was she thinking, confronting things head-on like this? It was like using an egg to crack a rock.

"Josephine, you ungrateful wretch. I'll remember this slap, and I'll pay you back tenfold." Eliana didn't draw the concealed knife from...