Chapter 3 - X +20 ' Whoa . Everyone froze , jaws dropping . ' Did she just threaten to break his neck ? This is the long - lost granddaughter , fresh off the streets , talking to her grandfather ? ' And the way she'd grabbed Dario's cane and snapped it like a twig ? That thing was solid rosewood , not some flimsy stick . ' How the hell did she do that ? ' the room wondered , stunned . They quickly pieced it together . ' Must be all those years scrapping it out there , they thought . ' Bullied so much she turned into this brute . No class , just a street kid acting like a total thug . Their disdain for Narissa cranked up a notch . " You … you little punk ! " Dario wheezed , clutching his chest and pointing a shaky finger . He could barely choke out the words . " What a disgrace ! A total embarrassment to the Everton name ! We bring back a savage like you , and you threaten your own kin ? " " Apologize . Now , " he barked . " Or I will disown you ! " That was no small threat . Getting disowned meant Narissa would be a nobody in the city's elite circles - fair game for anyone to stomp on , with no family to back her up . " Dad ! " " Dario ! " Hector and Amanda swapped worried looks , their faces tight . Narissa just scoffed , a sharp , mocking sound . " Me apologize ? Nah , you owe me one . " First , you didn't raise me , so keep your hands off . Second , you didn't make me , so you've got no say . " She leaned in , voice dripping with sass . " And don't get it twisted , old man . I'm here for Mom and Dad , not you . Disown me ? Be my guest . I don't care . " Narissa - sly as a fox and a master agent who could vanish in a heartbeat - had a million ways to ditch this place after Waylen Auction House . She came back for her parents , not some grumpy grandpa who treated her like trash . The room went dead silent , floored by her gutsy comeback . " What … What'd you say ?! " Dario was so mad he looked ready to pass out , his breathing short and ragged . In a flash , maids , the family doctor , and Cressida swarmed him , fussing and checking his pulse . " Narissa … " Hector shot her a worried glance , then looked at his dad . She waved him off . " Chill , he's not dying . Just asthma and a bad temper . He'll survive . " Her words hit like a gut punch . The room went quiet as a grave . 1/3 16:42 Aug Chapter 3 Because she was dead - on . Dario did have mild asthma and a hot temper that messed with his health . But how did this rough - edged girl , just dragged back home , know his exact issues ? Even Dario , snapped out of it by Cressida pinching his upper lip , had a flicker of shock in his eyes . Narissa was over this drama . She crossed her arms , all lazy , fox - like swagger , and pointed at a random maid . " I'm beat , " she said . " Got a room ready or what ? Let's go . " No first - day jitters . Just pure , don't - mess - with - me vibes . The maid she'd picked had been sneering at Narissa carlier , thinking she was just some trashy street kid . But after that showdown with Dario ? She was spooked . Narissa's stare gave her chills , like summer turned to winter . " Uh … this way , Miss Narissa Everton , " the maid muttered , leading her upstairs . As Narissa climbed the steps , Cressida's angry voice echoed behind ." Mom ! Dad ! Can you believe her ? " Grandpa's practically having a heart attack , and she just walks off ? Bet she's been up to some shady crap out there ! " Amanda's voice followed , thick with guilt and tears. " It's my fault … I failed her . " She must've been through hell to turn into this tough - as - nails girl , protecting herself like that . " 87 % X +20 ) Narissa trailed the maid to the third floor . When the door opened , revealing the room's setup , a sharp twinge hit her chest- like a quick jab to the heart . It left her buzzing , almost numb . The room was huge , swallowing half the third floor - two hundred square meters , at least . But it still screamed kid's room , stuck in a time warp . A crib and plush toys sat on one side ; on the other , a walk - in closet brimmed with designer shoes , bags , and jewelry , sized for a girl from tiny to teen . The maid spoke up , voice calm but firm . " This ? All for you , from Mr. and Mrs. Everton . " There's even a storage room downstairs packed with more of your stuff . " She gave a small smile . " Whatever your big sis got , they got for you too . Wanted it ready for when you came home . Over time … it just piled up . " Narissa's heart gave a quick thud . She'd only linked up with the Evertons to shake Bastien's dogged chase . Back then , she thought she was a lone wolf - no one to care if she kicked the bucket in some alley . Not a single soul would blink . 2/3 16.42 wed , , OX +20 Chapter 3 But now , parents who'd kept a spot warm for her , waiting all these years ? That was pretty freaking awesome . Once the maid left , Narissa didn't mess around . She locked the door , pulled the curtains tight , and fished a small device and some spare parts from her pocket.. Since grabbing The Blood Ruby , she'd been stuck with the Evertons , cut off from the world . Her crew was probably freaking out by now , wondering where she'd vanished to . In under ten seconds , she'd slapped together a tiny communicator . Clickety - clack . Her fingers flew across the keys , and the screen flickered , linking to a hidden network . She opened their secure chat and pinged her guy , Octopus . 001 : [ Hey , Octopus , tell the higher - ups I've got The Blood Ruby . Plans went sideways , though - can't hit the drop . [ I'm in Rothialand , posing as the Everton's lost kid . Don't ask . Send someone to grab the goods . And get Intel to erase my current ID , stat . ] Sent . Three seconds later , a reply lit up . 008 : [ Damn , boss , you're a beast ! Got it ! ] Narissa smirked , ready to bounce . But then- Her eyes widened as Octopus's next message popped up , hitting her like a gut punch . 008 : [ Bad news , boss . Too late to wipe your tracks . Dark web's buzzing- Bastien's in Rothialand , hot on your trail . Guy's here , and he's coming for you . ]