The fair-skinned woman gave a glance as if saying, 'See, I told you she is a scammer.'
Meanwhile, Lana was dying of embarrassment.
"Why don't you come back with a blueprint later, miss?" The tanned-skin woman gently yet firmly nudged.
It was one matter that Lana wastes their time. They were receptionists and were hired to filter the people who were there to waste their boss's time and who weren't.
And it was another matter if Lana wasted their CEO's time. If Lana spouted gibberish nonsense in front of the CEO, it would poorly reflect on the receptionists.
Lana could only sigh and walk out of the company feeling defeated... others at Rebirth gain golden fingers or have a lucky day... and here she was...
Having no choice, Lana decided to rent a hotel nearby and spent the last few hundred dollars on the hotel.
Once on the bed, Lana reflected on the events that had happened, then suddenly she stood up and rushed toward the statue of Nytheris in the room.
Nytheris, the god of their world. No one knew how he looked; they only knew one thing... he was the reason why Aether had emerged.
Even the priest who worshipped him gained divine power.
On a closer look, it was made of a special type of stone called lunacite. It was a woman figurine, her face having no visible feature, and draped in a cloak that glowed with Aether.
Lunacite stone was used because it can hold Aether, which gives the figurine a dark bluish glow with faint white lining around the cloak.
"God Nytheris, thank you for helping me be reborn! Thank you! Thank you!"
With that, Lana kneeled down, raised both her hands, and bowed down. "Thank you! Thank you!"
She repeated the steps more than 10 times before lying on the hotel floor.
For a moment she stared at the white ceiling. Rebirth... Lana felt that maybe her past life's good deed had helped her to be reborn... or maybe she had suffered so much...
"No need to think deeply, Lana!" Lana patted her cheeks, her eyes shining with determination. She had taken her revenge in her past life, and though she was killed by Brenda in the end... she too had killed Brenda in return.
Past grudges have settled, and in this life Lana didn't want to act like a rabid dog and hunt everyone down for revenge except...
Remembering how her white moonlight was killed... Lana wanted to become powerful enough to save him in this life.
There was also her team member that she needed to help.
With the talent of the weapon and the snake who had betrayed her away, Lana was confident that in this life she won't be miserable and may even score a one-night stand with him...
The word "one-night stand" made Lana freeze before she took a deep breath and suppressed the rising hatred in her heart.
"All that I owed to Brenda is paid! In this life we don't owe each other a single penny."
She paused and thought about the 30 million dollar IOU and greeted her teeth. She could only console herself.
"You got away without getting hurt! Otherwise, with the vengeance in their eyes, they might have left you on your single breath."
Lana never deceived herself in thinking that she was some kind of protagonist with plot armor.
The Almond siblings would have beaten the sh*t out of her, helped Brenda to humiliate her, and worse... thrown her in the ghost zone once she was on her last breath.
Lana didn't learn martial arts skills or any medical skills, so she knew that she couldn't wave her hand and throw out some needles to deal with those shitty people.
Neither did she resist when they handed over the bill. Why? The Almond family held a dominant position in the safe zone.
Going against them meant f*cking herself up.
"One day though... I will crush that Brenda's hand for sure!" Lana muttered under her breath. She held grudges; yup... she was that petty.
Like the 30 million dollar IOU, after being repaid, it will be extorted out of the Almond family one day.
Lana stood up feeling invigorated, and her eyes unconsciously fell onto the window... where she saw the crow again.
Her eyes widened.
"This crow... is it following me? Don't tell me... it's a ghost?"
A chill spread throughout Lana's body as she maintained eye contact with the crow.
'Not a ghost.' An unfamiliar yet pleasant childish voice echoed in Lana's ears.