Chapter 3 "The Underboss told you to get lost! Didn't you hear her?" Chloe slapped the emergency gear straight out of the old doctor's hands. Her eyes flashed with pure malice. Two towering guards dragged the old doctor away roughly. The training field fell back into dead silence. The scorching sun beat down without mercy. My lifeless body lay on the burning concrete, stiff and cold. Valerie saw me still not moving and snorted coldly. " Everyone else finished training. You're the only one wasting time. I don't have time for your drama!" She turned to Chloe with a warm smile.

"You know our family drills well. Do me a small favor? Gemma is spoiled. Keep an eye on her. Don't let her run off until she finishes." "Not at all. Serving the Underboss is my honor. I'm sure the Young Lady didn't mean it." My soul floated in the air. I saw everything clearly. _The moment Valerie left, the sweet fake smile on Chloe's face disappeared completely. She walked up to my body and kicked my calf to test me. I didn't move. Panicking? Not at all. She smirked and barked orders at the guards: "The Underboss said double punishment!

Nobody touches her until eight full hours are up!" For the next long, brutal hours, my body baked on the 113-degree concrete. My skin took on a dead, sickly shine under the heat. The cuts on my face dried into dark, crusty blood clots. When eight hours finally passed, Chloe pinched her nose in disgust and waved at the guards. "Gross! What a spoiled brat-she smells awful! Get her out of here! She's an eyesore!" The two guards looked at each other, terrified to move. Chloe barked again: "Do you want me to call the _Underboss down here?" That worked.

They grabbed my hands and feet and picked me up. Chloe wasn't satisfied. Her eyes rolled, and a nasty smile formed on her face. "Loves to fake it, huh? Toss her next to the garbage pile. Let's see if she keeps faking it there!" Under her orders, they hauled me off and dumped me next to the filthy back alley. Done with her work, Chloe fixed her collar. She put on a fragile, teary smile and walked straight into the manor. A moment later, she knocked on the office door. "Come in." Valerie sat behind her desk, blankly reviewing gang files. "Underboss..." Chloe's eyes turned red.

Tears spilled right out on cue. "The Young Lady... she still refuses to get up." Valerie stopped her pen, her brows tightly furrowed. " Still throwing a tantrum? Training is already over." _"She has such a bad temper. She insists on lying next to the trash in the back alley. She won't talk to anyone, " Chloe sniffled, carefully spinning her lie. "I tried to persuade her. But she said... she said you forced her to shoot a rabbit today. You crushed her dignity.

Unless you go down to the back alley and bow to apologize to her as her mother, she won't step foot in the manor ever again!" The air in the office froze instantly. Valerie's face turned from pale to livid. She was the Underboss. Nobody talked back to her like this! Especially not her own daughter, who used to obey her every command! BANG! Valerie slammed her hands on the desk and stood up abruptly! Her voice was cold as an icebox: "Giving me attitude over a freaking rabbit? Demanding an apology from me? She can rot in that alley forever! Tell her to stay down there for the rest of her life!"