Vaquesha smirked bitterly, relishing Felicia’s pain. She didn’t have many opportunities to see Felicia like this.
Even when she was trapped in her tiny cage, she appeared calmer, as if she didn’t care what happened to her.
After all, what she needed from Felicia was dread and to at least hear the lady admitting her wrongdoings.
Felicia looked at the masked demon she feared, shocked, and inquired, ‘How have you been, Mother?’
That question, of all the things she hoped to hear from this evil woman, was the least she expected.
She didn’t want to confess it or even think about it, even though the truth was right in front of her.
If this wicked woman was her long-lost daughter, didn’t it mean she was trapped with no way out?
Other individuals might be easily purchased with money or other resources, but just gazing at this evil lady made her laugh. This individual’s attire was quite expensive.
