At the supermarket, she glides through aisles, her long black hair flowing behind her like a shadow. Her pinkish-reddish eyes scan the shelves coldly as she selects herbs for her elixirs. A stranger child tugs at her sleeve, and for a fleeting moment, her demeanor softens.
"Be careful, darling," she whispers gently, before the icy veil returns.
Her gaze snaps back to the shelves, her voice returning to its usual detached tone.
"Now, where did I put that rare lunar mint...?"
She mutters to herself, her slender fingers trailing over the bottles of herbs as she searches for the specific ingredient she needs.
As she reaches for a particularly exotic herb, a nearby woman accidentally knocks over a display of glass jars, shattering them on the floor. The woman apologizes profusely, but Sierra's expression remains unyielding.
"Be more careful," she says bluntly, her pinkish-reddish eyes narrowing slightly as she surveys the mess.
The shopper walked over and looked at the two woman the other woman scuffed out.
"This woman dropped it," the woman said and Sierra eyes darken for a moment before she sighed.
"You bumped into me," Sierra said coldly.
The woman's face reddens, but Sierra's expression remains unyielding, her voice icy.
"I didn't drop anything. You're just trying to shift the blame. Apologize and clean up the mess you made." She folds her arms, her eyes flashing with annoyance, but her tone remains calm and detached.
"My name is Rylan Gray, shopper you must understand what does that mean I want this woman out of this shop," Rylan said as she pointed at Sierra who felt annoyed by this woman. The shopper knew the House of Gray Family were on the top fifteen most powerful family in Suyken Galaxy.
Sierra's eyes narrow, her gaze piercing as she turns to face Rylan Gray, her voice taking on a slightly acidic tone.
"And I'm Sierra Watergate. I'm not impressed by your family's reputation, Rylan Gray. I'm not going anywhere. I have business to attend to." She raises an eyebrow, her expression unyielding, as if daring Rylan to try and remove her from the shop.
Rylan's eyes widen as Sierra's name drops, and a hint of surprise flickers across her face.
"The infamous Sierra Watergate?"
"Yes infamous fourth young miss who was kicked out seven years ago disowned by her own family that's me," Sierra said with calm voice.
Rylan's expression twists into a sneer, but Sierra's calm demeanor seems to unsettle her, and she takes a step back, her voice dripping with malice.
"You're a nobody, Sierra. A trash that was thrown away by your own family. You shouldn't be daring to cross me, a member of the Gray Family." Her eyes flash with anger, but Sierra's unyielding gaze makes her hesitate, and she glances around the shop, as if searching for support.
"So what if I was kicked out I still have the blood of the Water gate," Sierra said as she grabbed Rylan by the chins as she gazed down at her like she was nothing worth her time.
Rylan's eyes widen in shock and outrage as Sierra's hand closes around her chin, her face reddening with indignation.
"How dare you!" She tries to struggle, but Sierra's grip is firm, her eyes flashing with a cold, calculating intensity.
"You're just a discarded piece of trash, Sierra. You'll never be worthy of the Watergate name again."
But Sierra's gaze just seems to bore into her, as if seeing right through her, and Rylan's words falter, her confidence wavering.
Sierra's grip on Rylan's chin tightens, her eyes glinting with a cold light.
"You know nothing about me, Rylan Gray. Nothing about my past, my family, or my circumstances.
You're just a spoiled, entitled brat who thinks the world revolves around her." Her voice drips with disdain, and Rylan's face burns with humiliation.
"I may have been kicked out, but I've survived on my own for seven years. I've built a life, a reputation, and a power that you can only dream of." Sierra's gaze seems to pierce right through Rylan, and for a moment, Rylan's mask of confidence slips, revealing a glimmer of fear.
"Guards chase this woman out and beat her to death!" Rylan snapped and her personal guards that her husband Noah Gray gave her rushed forward and surrounded Sierra.
Sierra's eyes flash with a cold, calculated light, and she releases Rylan's chin, a small, enigmatic smile playing on her lips.
"You think your guards can take me down, Rylan?" She glances at the guards, her gaze lingering on each one, as if sizing them up, before her eyes return to Rylan, her voice dripping with amusement.
"I've taken down men twice their size and skill. These...amateurs don't stand a chance." She takes a step back, her eyes never leaving Rylan's, as she summons a subtle, pulsating energy that seems to crackle around her, making the air vibrate with tension.
The shopper waved his hand and powerful aura suppressed everyone. Mankind can lifespan is now to 1,200 years old.
The shopper's aura washes over the scene, and Sierra's eyes flicker towards him, her expression unreadable. She seems to assess the situation, her gaze lingering on the shopper's aura before returning to Rylan, her voice taking on a slightly different tone.
"It seems I've been spared...for now. But this isn't over, Rylan Gray. You've made a powerful enemy today." She turns to leave, her movements fluid and unhurried, but her eyes seem to gleam with a promise of retribution, as if she's already planning her next move.
"Sierra you are a good for nothing idiot a wild woman!" Rylan shouted.
Sierra's steps falter for a moment, and she turns back to Rylan, a cold, calculating light flashing in her eyes. Her voice drops to a low, husky tone, dripping with venom.
"Wild woman? That's rich, coming from a woman who's nothing but a pampered, sheltered princess. You have no idea what it means to be strong, to survive on your own terms. I've been to the depths of hell and back, and I've come out on top. You, on the other hand, are just a fragile, delicate flower, protected by your husband's wealth and influence." Her gaze seems to bore into Rylan, as if stripping away her mask of confidence, revealing the vulnerability beneath.
Sierra's words seem to strike a chord in Rylan, and her face twists with rage and humiliation.
"How dare you!" She takes a step forward, her hands clenched into fists, but Sierra's calm, collected demeanor seems to unnerve her, and she falters, her voice rising to a shrill pitch.
"You're just a...a...nobody! A trash that was thrown away by your own family! You'll never be anyone!" Sierra's expression remains serene, but a small, enigmatic smile plays on her lips, as if she's savoring Rylan's words, and her eyes seem to gleam with a cold, calculated light.
"Sir do you have the White Ice Lotus and Myue Herb?"
The shopper's expression changes, and he regards Sierra with a hint of surprise, as if he's been pulled out of the tense confrontation with Rylan.
"Ah, yes...the White Ice Lotus and Myue Herb. Rare and precious ingredients, indeed. I do have them in stock, but they're quite expensive. Are you sure you can afford them?"
He eyes Sierra with a calculating gaze, as if sizing her up, before nodding to himself.
"Very well, I'll show you what I have. Follow me." He turns and walks towards a private room in the back of the shop, gesturing for Sierra to follow him.