Chapter 12 Drake Tucker arrives

Winifred was completely dumbstruck. So none of you had seen just how hard I've worked on this all this time? Even if I really did secure that contract with my abilities, you all would still think that I just rode on Iris's coattails? Winifred felt so aggrieved like a knife was carving at her heart.

Tyr, too, was burning with fury. He watched on coldly and resented that he could not just slap each and everyone one of the idiots here. Since you guys want to play it that way. Alright, I, Tyr Summers, will give each one of you b*stards a tight slap across the face!

"Grandpa, Winifred is truly the person who won this contract, but you're planning to give this credit to Iris instead? What if Drake Tucker had admired Winifred's talents and given her the contract for that reason?"

"Talent? Do you mean talent in nabbing a person?" Iris mocked. She brought up the incident of how Winifred and Tyr, the beggar, had gotten involved six years ago.