Chương 915: GENERATIONAL TRAUMA

NEOMA raised an eyebrow at Yule who avoided her gaze as if he was guilty.

[Well, he should be.]

"I remember my past life now, Lord Yule," Neoma said, crossing her arms over her chest. She addressed the Moon God formally this time because she was a bit upset with him. "My back hurts from carrying our entire cursed bloodline on my back twice– both in the first timeline and the current one. Gosh. Instead of generational wealth, you reward me with generational trauma."

Yule pretended to "cough" to probably cover up his embarrassment.

Since it looked like the Moon God was still gathering his thoughts, she gave him time to think.

Hence, Neoma began looking around her.

She was in a place that looked similar to the garden in his Papa Boss' palace.

[Ah, so this must be a replica of the Imperial Palace.]

It was just slightly different.