Penniless Girl? She Is The Genius Healer

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, and don't make this har

a small, cheap velvet pouch of Glowgold across the polished wood with the tip of his finger. The sound was ch

ise; my real wealth, amassed as the underground's most notorious broker, was safely hidden away in untraceable accounts. I didn't let

Hobart said, his voice coated in a false generosity that made my stomach clench. "Considering your disgrace

iz is far more beneficial for me. There are five hundred Glowgold coins in that pouch. You two need t

tically a street urchin. And Greyson hasn't even displayed hi

ared his teeth at Hobart like an ang

his head, a silent

gical younger sister, walked in with an angelic, practiced smile. She wore the sky-blue t

his so difficult for Uncle Hobart? He spent all morning talking to the Magical Congress clerks

d hands toward my forearm as if to offer co

ng through her practiced veneer before she smoothly lowered her arms. She had been

breath on them, Emmie. Once your placement at Azure Gale is finalized, your late mother's entire estate and vau

dead quiet of the drawing room, that so

ing, Cristina?"

lieve he loves you? You are completely blind to the fact that he only adopted you because you are docile and easily manipulated. You're nothing but a convenient

ed pale with utter humiliation, her hands trembling. "You

the room plummet. Emmie gasped, taking a fearful step back. I walked toward the heavy ebony desk. I didn't touch the velvet p

It hit the floorboards with a violent thud, the drawstring snapping open. The Glowgo

an untouchable calm. "I will raise Greyson myself. And we won't take a single copper of

a blotchy red, utterly baffled

. I turned, took Greyson

ay, I flicked my fingers subtly by my side, sendi

violent crack echoed from inside, followed instantly by Hobart's sputte

hrough the thick wood. "Your chair just shattere

g rage. "She didn't even take out her Spirit Wand! How could that low-

down the stairs, feeling nothing but the c

ir hit my face. Greyson looked up at me, his smal

ually wanted," I sai

t. It belonged to Collins Black. I needed a place to

hop for Greyson. I pulled the hood of my oversized sweatshirt lower, blending into the grimy alleyway.

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possessed aerodynamic lines that didn't belong in this neighborhood, floating three inches above the wet stones w

t my knees, cut from high-grade chimera hide that shed the rain like liquid mercury. We were tracking a

make lesser citizens bow their heads in fear. The ambient magic in the air grew instantly dense and suffocating. Witc

ght on someone

gaze through the gloom. Her face was striking, possessing a cold, arrogant, and incredibly dangerous kind of beauty. There was a unique, lethal aura about her, like a sharpened blade h

tween us. "The tracking trace went dead right here. But a legendary master wouldn't hide in a sew

him close, her dark eyes never leaving mine. A poor single mother? Pierce was