Chapter 61

Vivian’s past was like a black hole—neither the Knight family nor Alexander with his Sullivan connections could dig up anything noteworthy. But now? She laid it all out in front of them, straight up saying she hadn't had a good life. Just to snag a piece of meat, she had to fight her fellow disciples like her life depended on it. Winner eats, loser starves. “Vivian…” Alexander gently took her hand in his, his eyes full of guilt and aching. “Your master was…” Elijah felt a dull, unbearable pain in his chest, like someone had clawed it open. No wonder his brother had gone home that day, losing it and slapping himself over and over. Said they’d stolen away their sister’s only comfort in her past life. “You want a sister? Fine. But before that, you’d better make sure you really know who I am—what kind of person I’ve become.” Vivian's grin held no warmth. “After the Grant family dumped me in the countryside, I was abused by the people who took me in. Nearly died more than once.” “But I was