Chapter 307: Self-deprecation

Selma Payne's POV:

After wiping the hand that had touched him, I threw the handkerchief at him and said expressionlessly, "A disgusting thing like you, you think you're worthy of being a leader of a pack's Alpha? The heaven is truly blind."

No matter how devastated Benson was, I felt great.

This man, who was once insufferably arrogant and weighed down on my destiny like a tall mountain, now seemed like an insignificant fallen leaf. Although annoying, he was crushed into powder with a gentle touch.

The anger that had accumulated in my chest was swept away. I no longer paid attention to the pile of mud-like coward by my feet. I returned to my adoptive parents' side and gently held their hands to comfort them and stop them from talking.

It was not the time to interrupt.