Chapter 344

How could they possibly call it even? Wendy stared at Serena's retreating back, just like when they were kids. Serena had stood there, neat and proper, speaking confidently to the village chief about sponsoring her. Meanwhile, Wendy was dressed in filthy clothes, small and helpless. They were about the same age, but their lives couldn't have been more different. The village kids used to bump into Wendy's arm and smear mud on her face with a scowl. "Do you really think that getting sponsored makes you a princess like her? My mom says you'll always be a peasant!" "Do you think you're lucky? My grandma says the rich folks just needed a pity case to feel good about themselves." "Look at her. She's so pretty, just like a fairy. You're just a filthy kid crawling out of the mud. Do you really think someone is gonna be kind enough to give you a good life?" The kids' mocking voices from the past echoed through time, crawling back into her ears like they never left. Wendy bit down on h