Is there anything as true happiness?
Even a mute girl like me wonder.
Once lost in my world of oblivion but now in light of the dirty secrets that played behind me.
Murder like common theft and even crime, like the play of little children.
who would lead the dynasty? I wonder
lies after lies, hypocrisy stench like the smell of laundry making me pounder.
It is no longer a mere selection but now the survival of the fittest.
I have to become the heiress which I've been named either by hook or by crook, even if it means relaying on the influence of the man I've been sold to
it's now time I cause havoc and disrupt the peace of many, causes the downfall of many, and place many on their toes as they try to discover who the orchestrator is
But who would ever suspect a mute?