Rejected Luna's Vengeance
Even if she died, as long as her daughter live peacefully, she did not really care.
Anastasia clicked her tongue upon seeing Lorraine close her eyes. It was as if she was punching a cotton candy—it did not make her release her bubbling frustration. She wanted to lash out, but she could not risk opening the cage.
Ben, the one who had helped her transport the beta’s so-called corpse, was already dead—stabbed in the back by Diana herself.
Without Ben, she only got herself.
Biting her lower lip, she turned around with her departing words.