Mo Lin was thrown out of the Mo house like a piece of trash.
"You—" Mo Lin was furious. Obviously in the past, these guards would lower their heads and show her the respect that she deserved and yet now they were acting as if she was beneath them.
What Mo Lin didn't know was that her identity as the relative of the traitor was enough to make others look down on her. After all, these guards were loyal to their empire, and they had never done anything to let down their empire. How could they not feel that they were better than Mo Lin?
"Humph, Miss Mo, do you still think you are the third miss of the Mo family?" one of the guards couldn't help but give Mo Lin a reality check. "You are no longer the third miss but the daughter of a traitorous family."
"I am not—"
"There is no need to lie," the guard sneered. "It's all over the internet."
