Sometimes seeing your enemies choke on their spit looks pretty fun.
Their weird look when they see you do things that they can only dream about makes it even more fun. Because that was exactly what I was doing. I was doing things they have never thought I could do.
But of course, I was scared. The legacy the system was tying me to was so confusing that I felt like asking who I was yet again.
I had lived my life with my mother, who had never said anything about my father.
She gets angry each time I bring it up, so I stopped talking about it.
“You can’t buy class,” Layla hissed into the mic, trying to salvage whatever dignity she thought she had left. “You think money makes you someone? You're still a joke, Pontius.”
I raised a brow. “Funny, coming from someone who built her entire per
