'With her skills, she must have done well for herself over the years,' River thought. 'It wouldn't be surprising if she'd latched onto some powerful faction.'
A pang of jealousy struck River Larkin.
He had worked so hard for so long, yet his position in Sanctyr Base was still mediocre. The only reason anyone gave him a second glance was because he was riding Selene Larkin's coattails.
But it all depended on Selene Larkin; he had very little real power of his own.
And now, this woman was clearly doing much better than he was.
Now that they'd met again, he was still beneath her. He'd even been ruthlessly mocked by her.
He was filled with resentment. For all these years, he had been eagerly awaiting the day he'd see Stella Sterling again.
He'd looked forward to her seeing how far he'd come and regretting everything. Then he would be the one to humiliate her mercilessly.
When that time came, he would make her pay.
