"From now on, you'll answer my questions honestly. Understand?"
Drake immediately agreed. He didn't want to die in an unfamiliar place, even if his life had little value.
Bianca raised her chin, her eyes revealing a cold gleam. "Tell me, who is Krystal Harding?"
"She's a human trafficker," he admitted, unable to lie.
Bianca frowned. "Who was the woman you mentioned earlier?"
"That's her daughter, Lena Harding."
"Lena Harding..." Bianca's mind raced. "Is she the one who brought the mountain kids to study in Centrolis?"
"Yes, that's her." He nodded vigorously. "Krystal used to do business in our town, so she sent her only daughter to me. She paid me regularly."
"So, Lena is your adopted daughter?"
"Yes." His voice grew hoarse. "But she... She ran away."
"Why did she run away?"
He bit his lip and remained silent.
Bianca had a hunch. She had witnessed him brutally beating his biological son that night. What had he done to his adopted daughter if he treated his flesh and blood so harshly?
However, she had uncovered the secret she had been eager to know. Lena was the daughter of a human trafficker.
Approaching the studio, she saw Toph and Arya teaching art. They were covered in paint, but their infectious laughter filled the room.
She smiled, pleased with the decision to hire them as art instructors. Their vibrant energy brought warmth to everyone.
"Hey, look who's here—the perfect couple!" A voice suddenly called out from behind.
She turned to see Elijah giggling. He peered into the studio and said, "Is Toph a flame? Because Arya seems to have found her match."
"What did you just say?"
"Oh, nothing." Elijah chuckled. "I meant they're a 'mermaid' couple, perfect for each other."
Lena didn't know whether to laugh or sigh as she quickly ushered Elijah out of the building.
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