"Why should I cooperate with that Fei Huang bitch? I can handle Li Moyang and his little bodyguard all by myself."
Olivia paced around the room in a purple satin dress. Her muscular legs peeked out from the slit of her gown, and her stout arms were tense. Her golden hair was coiled atop her head, and she wore a necklace of green glowing pearls around her neck.
"Miss Olivia, this is the Divine Secret Society's decision," the butler said at her side.
"They're questioning my abilities, and they shouldn't! I'm a Witch!" Olivia stood with hands on hips, glaring at a piano she had smashed.
Ever since the attack on Li Moyang failed, Olivia had been reprimanded by the upper echelons of the Divine Secret Society. As the sole Witch in their ranks, she hadn't received substantial punishment, but the Divine Secret Society was no longer willing to let her face Li Moyang alone; they forced her to cooperate with a pharmacist named Ling Yuheng.
Olivia couldn't stand failure and disrespect.
