Female Novel
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Frustration.
That was the only thing Aria felt as she strolled through White Hall's gardens, unable to appreciate the
bright flowers blooming around her.
She could not forget Kim's calm smile, her knuckles clenching as she cursed, "Fuck them all! Jean,novelbin
Winter, the White family... All of them! None of them can bear to see me living better than them! Did I
hurt them or something?!"
Her grief grew as she rambled on, before she finally cracked and dropped to a crouch, sobbing. "What
did I do wrong? I just wanted a better life! You all had to go all out to mess with me!"
As her sobs grew louder, she drew Eron's attention.
His first look at her was one of contempt, though he soon had an idea.
Clapping his hands while grinning smugly, he put on a kindly face as he asked, "Aria Lond, was it?
Aren't you Mr. Lawrence's girlfriend?"
Aria was sobbing even as she looked up, on the verge of a breakdown. "I won't be soon enough."
"Hoho." Eron chuckled as he stood, clasping his hands behind his back and cutting straight to the
chase. "That's terrible. Given Mr. Lawrence's temper, if he found out you lied to him about something
so serious, you'd probably be dead."
"What?!" Aria's heart was left pounding. "H-He's not like that. I did lie to him, but he said he won't do
anything to you. I."
She started panicking—while she was merely bemoaning losing her life in riches and glamor before,
Eron's words left her worried about her life.
After all, Frank had shown his moves before. And he was certainly savage when he beat up those
thugs, be it at the bar or the street. Even now, those memories were fresh in Aria's mind.
"I mean, he didn't know the truth before, so he would have to cajole you first." Eron continued to
gaslight her. "Just think about it—it was all your fault, right? If you were in his place, would you stand
someone who deceived you like that?"
Aria was clutching her head as she screamed right then, "Noooo!!! I don't want to die! I-I'm still young.
I can still marry rich! I-I can't die!"
What an idiot.
Eron looked on as Aria panicked with disdain, though his gaze soon turned gentle.
"Don't worry. He won't do anything to you as long as you're in my house."
"W-Who are you?" Aria asked, finally realizing she never asked.
"Me?" Eron smiled. "Eron White, head of the White family here in Southstream. Don't worry, Ms. Lond
— even Frank Lawrence would have to show me due respect in my house."
"Thank you so much!" Aria's mood improved a little.