'That position was supposed to be mine!' Alice seethed inwardly, her heart simmering with jealousy and envy.
She watched as the six influential and powerful men scrambled to surround Hera, each one vying for her attention as if she were a rare flower, their admiration like bees drawn to honey.
Alice gritted her teeth, the weight of frustration sinking deep into her chest.
All her efforts—winning Minerva's trust, dedicating herself to her career so she could proudly stand beside Rafael and Xavier—felt like they were unraveling before her eyes.
And what did she get in return? Her life, her future, was being stolen by a vixen!
'I shouldn't have prioritized my career,' Alice thought bitterly. 'I should've focused on building my connection with Rafael and Xavier first! That way, no one could've gotten close enough to steal them away from me!'
Her entire body trembled with rage as she watched the scene unfold before her. She couldn't accept it. She refused to accept it.
