บท 693: Raine

Berry City, Many Years Ago

The rain poured relentlessly down the city, with each drop seeming to echo the despair that hung heavy in the night air. 

At this time, a young androgynous brunette tried to look tough as she glared at the man in front of her. He was large and bulky, though he was wearing a sleek black suit that added to the menacing aura around him. 

Her sharp eyes flickered to the envelope in his hand, bulging with money. Because of the rain, it also got a little damp, and one could peek at the bales of money inside it.

To most people, this was an enticing sight. But for the girl, it was nothing but disgusting pieces of paper filled with her father's blood. 

"Take it," the man said, looking down coldly—looking at her as if she was a bug he was about to get rid of. 

"You think money could bring my father back?!" she spat, her voice trembling with grief and rage.