Chapter 73
Third Person's POV
Samantha stood at the airport entrance, watching Trista walk through security without a backward glance. The jealousy she felt was almost suffocating.
Trista was years younger and physically more striking.
Samantha was draped in designer labels, wearing limited-edition accessories from her earrings to her heels, but standing next to Trista, she looked desperate and cheap.
Trista, even in simple clothes, moved with natural grace. The moment she met your eyes, the inherent Alpha bloodline in her posture was enough to claim the space.
She was the direct daughter of the Silverlight Alpha, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself—a noble bloodline.
Even with Silverlight bankrupt, their land auctioned off, and their crest in hock, she had grown up cherished by her
