phin

ed entirely out of place in this opulent manor. Before she married, she was a carefree heiress, dripping in jewels. But this family had crushed he

orriedly, "what you're doing is too

rn us respect; it only made them think we are weak. They steal from our stores, they stole my fiancé, and now the

ning, but as I explained in detail how we could get everything back and leave thi

few days and rest well. Leave the rest t

iculously auditing the old accounts of her industries. The sheer amo

as thrown open. My grandmother and Beatri

esk. "What do you think you're doing, meddling with the old accounts o

s. "Aunt Beatrice, Mother is gravely

hasn't even awakened her dragon soul thinks she can manage industrial

e head of the Riverstone Guild-was furious when he learned about the massive, inexplicable losses in Mot

ustries were losing money. It was because the Sinclair family's extravagant lifestyle, their

nd the struggles of lowly merchants like us. You probably thought gold just magically grew on trees to

shut them up. My grandmother's lips trembled with rage,

"You used to be so docile and polite, Seraph

lie down and let them trample me forever? If

rned around, her chest heaving with anger. As she walked out the door, sh

eal what belongs to this

e longer. They still thought this was just a petty family squabble over ledgers. They had no idea that the "glorious family weal

ebt figures on the paper. The trap was fully set. Now, all I had to do w