Chapter 65: Anyone Who Dares to Share My Cake is My Enemy

When Ivyst heard the crisp sound of breaking glass, she didn't lift her head immediately.

She was completely immersed in her own emotions, enveloped by madness and disdain.

To the extent that, she couldn't perceive the outside world.

Just as she had said.

She had witnessed similar scenes countless times.

But some things do not become routine with experience.

The scars of the past gradually accumulate over time, piling up on one's heart.

With just a gentle touch, they would become fresh and bleeding wounds once more.

When she was a child, before fully awakening to her powers, her siblings did not feel such fear and rejection towards Ivyst.

Because they found her appearance repulsive, they would tease her in secret, time and again.

After all, even Saint Laurent VI did not care for Ivyst back then.

Bullying such a little girl brought no guilt to them.

Although they were siblings by blood, they never treated her as family from start to finish.