Evie, who had actually been standing silently at the entrance for the past three minutes, wasn't surprised in the slightest by her grandfather's venomous words and deep-rooted hatred for her. After all, the old man had always viewed her as nothing more than an unsightly weed growing in a garden of pristine roses. He had even openly wished for her death several times in the past.
Old Yong had systematically tortured her since her childhood, forcing her to serve Jessica and the rest of the family like a disposable slave.
