If a person loses even the value of being 'used'.
Then, for this person, merely standing in this world becomes difficult.
She's done for.
Her everything, her future, her life, her all... is finished.
Audrey Wood stared blankly ahead, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.
But it was not regret.
It was hate.
Hate Aurelia Shaw, hate Mason Nightshade, hate Sophie Nye, hate Nancy Carter, hate Eleanor Spencer... hate these upper-class people; it's clearly their fault, yet she has to pay the price.
Clearly... she was just a little greedy.
But no matter how much Audrey tried to justify herself, it was all in vain. Aurelia's last words, her last look, had shattered the last shred of hope in her heart.
Audrey Wood, she was done for.
Seeing Aurelia leave, Mason followed, as if a tail was wagging happily behind him.
Grayson Quinn irritably ruffled his hair.
He came to watch the drama unfold.
But instead of being a free laborer, he ended up getting treated like a lonely dog.
