Witch of Stolen Fortune
Otherwise, a mediocre man would have had nothing worth stealing.
I flexed my fingers slightly. Strength pulsed beneath my skin. The health, vitality, momentum, and strength that once belonged to Jasper were now mine.
Kimberly finally seemed to snap out of her shock.
"No! It was her!" she cried as she struggled to stand. "She turned Jas into—"
Before she could finish, a clean, sharp slap rang out. Kimberly's head snapped to the side, and a red mark spread across her cheek.
Bertha leered at her, her voice shrill with fury. "You bring ruin wherever you go, and now you dare slander Roxy? If it weren't for you, would my son be missing? Would the Prescott family have fallen like this?"
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