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"My Dearest Pythia, First off I wanted to tell you how incredibly proud I am of you, of the woman that you have become, and I so wish I could have been there for you growing up. Your uncle will be making a visit to you somehow to tell you where I have been and what is going on. It should be me that tells you but as of now I can not. You have been turned in to the grand elders and lucky for you I am among them and soon so will your aunt. We have longed to make peace within the races and we now have a little push from the battle that took place. I heard that you have become quite the warrior that has kept true to her heart. I promise I will come see you as soon as I can, we have much to catch

Weldon opened the lid as the sun set, revealing a delicate girl with two ponytails. With a slender and petite figure, her big, lively eyes looked at everyone, but her face was as pale as a zombie in a movie. "Hello, I'm Wanda. Weldon is my brother!" She stood up from the coffin. The girl was barely 1.5 meters tall. However, Wanda said, "I'm 38 years old this year. After I got sick, I've been like this." Chad was already certain that Wanda was a puppet.

Gavin and Nathan had deployed every resource they had to find any clues of her whereabouts, but there was nothing. Another two days passed and still, there were no clues. It was six at night. Nathan was sitting alone in the CEO’s office of Langley Corporation. He was reading the documents delivered to him by Gavin with a frown on his face. Damn it! He wanted to find Wanda, but she had disappeared. The map that Gavin had delivered to him was useless. Could that woman no longer be in Cloud City or North City? Could she be in Europe? He stared at the map that stated possible locations of where Wanda was and sighed heavily.

Whose side should she take then? Wanda, in her naivety, was oblivious to the tension between Rowley and Rowan. All she knew was that she wanted to quickly finish eating so she could go check out her presents. So, she was the first one to finish her dinner. She climbed down from her seat and trotted over to grab Rowan's hand. "Daddy, come open the gifts with me. I can't wait any longer!" Rowan set his cutlery down and scooped her into his arms.

On top of that, Wanda even came to pick Rose up. Even though it was normal for the coach to pick a student up, even in an expensive car, Kaze had a feeling that Wanda had ulterior motives. “Uh… I’m actually living in my brother-in-law’s house.” Rose did not reveal how many houses Kaze actually owned in the district. “Ms. Wanda, you are a local. Haven’t you heard of Skylar View District?” “I used to live abroad and only came back recently to start a dance school with my friends. I’m not familiar with the places anymore,” Wanda said.

"I'm not trying to do anything. I just want to hold you while we sleep." Was that all? Who would believe that? Wanda played hard to get by saying, "I'm warning you. I'm not such an easy woman. You'd better not do anything funny." "Relax. I'm not like those perverts." The moment Cassian finished saying that, Wanda felt the hand resting on her waist start to wander. She snorted to herself. How could he claim to be different from the other perverts? He seemed to be even worse than they were.

"Zach, Luna Wendy couldn't stand the fact that you take me on vacations and not her, so she tricked me in here and set the room on fire. Please help me; I don't want to die.“ She even called her Luna to pretend that she respected her as her leader! Wendy gasped in shock. “What? Vanessa, it's you who started the fire! You asked me to get in there and douse it, but you ended up locking me in there.“ “Seriously?“ Zach turned to her with a sneer. "She locked you in there when, in reality, you are standing in the corridor while she is there fighting for her life." “I…” Wendy trailed for a minute before getting her voice back. "I swear, I was the one who was in there. She pushed me out and locked

Her name was neatly inscribed in the lower right corner. That girl was the enigmatic Wanda, the new resident of the old Belmont Hills house.

Wanda devises a plan. Wanda might be powerless, but she is still devious and cunning of them all. So they agreed to go with her plan.

Emmett can come to New York for his appointment. Thankfully, that appointment ends quickly because I can’t take it anymore. “I’m leaving early. Tell them to call me if there’s an emergency.” “But—” “I’m sure you want to know as much as I do where the hell Liv went, Wanda.” There goes my plan not to cross the line. But it shuts Wanda up, her eyes widening, then speculating, before worry creases her forehead and she finally nods at me. She hesitates, then?—