Capítulo 57: Chapter 58

That smile was dripping with sarcasm.

Evelyn, who usually had a mouth on her, was now feeling like crawling into a hole after hearing the village folk's put-downs. She had no choice but to stick close to Thalassa, her head hanging low.

Isabella's life was better than Thalassa's, with money, power, and a big house, and every time she came back, she drove a fancy car and wore designer clothes.

And there they were, dressed modestly, having to hoof it back home.

She felt too inferior to look up.

Her own daughter, unable to match up to others.

Thalassa was already in a bad mood after nearly being hit by Isabella's car.

Now, hearing the village elders' comments, her face darkened even more. She had planned to ignore them. She didn't like to compete with others. She knew how good or bad her life was; everyone's needs were different, so there was no need to compare.

Thalassa, with her luggage on her back, walked across the village square.