Sophia’s POV
That mute little b***h actually thought she could push me around just because she was granted freedom.
As if.
I stood in front of the tall mirror in my room, looking at the fading bruises on my cheek. The dried blood at the corner of my mouth? That was real…courtesy of the hard punch I’d let Ariella land because there is no way that b***h could beat me.
But the rest? All theater. And it worked like a charm.
My blood was still boiling, though.
How dare a worthless, tongueless servant like Ariella steal the spotlight in my own future pack? To think that there will come a day where she gets to humiliate me like we are equals?
She will definitely meet her end in my hands.
Back home, I was the Beta’s daughter. Everyone knew my name and respected me. I was practically the p
