Anya’s eyes were already puffy the moment she arrived at her apartment. She was emotionally and mentally exhausted, and she feel dull all over.

Sudden harsh flashes attack her eyes and she can’t help but shut them close. Then she heard a bunch of foot steps rush towards her and the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a crowd of reporters crowding around her.

“Ms. Anya you’re the owner of the TerraAnya right? What happened do the project?”

“Is it true that your bankrupt?”

“Ms. Anya, is your studio disbanded now?”

“Ms. Anya is it true you had an affair with an employee and betrayed you out of anger?”...