Lana had watched the mist on Riley's head, a faint purple mist tinged with green.
Purple meant nobility in the previous life or becoming a leader in this life. And green mist meant greedy people becoming rich and famous by hook or crook.
In her previous life, Riley indeed ended up becoming the wife of a political leader wielding both power and influence. And she later became a nightmare for Lana.
Mr. Crow's voice cut through the air; the gentle breeze didn't calm him even a bit.
Lana has too many enemies, and all of them are powerful.
"Why can't you stay silent?" He croaked, but Lana cast an indifferent glance before turning to the guard.
Why? Silence wasn't seen as valuable in Shadowridge. It was seen as a weakness. And those who speak loudest are heard.
Lana had the chance to sit in the front and experience this harsh lesson.
"I will pay in cash. Please lead the way."
The guard gulped before leading Lana to the guardhouse.
