Chapter 384 A Gang

Harold sneered. "This reward is undeserved. I don’t dare accept your gift." "You're an elder, so there's no such thing. I’m giving you a gift to show my filial respect for you." "Who are you? Did I ask you to do that for me?" Holding the gift, Xavia's hands stiffened. She did not know if she should retrieve the gift and continued with this stalemate. She said in an aggrieved manner, "Grandpa, I know you don't like me, but I was forced to do what I did before. I just wanted to survive." "The bastard isn't here. Stop trying to pretend to be pitiful. It's useless!" Harold snorted in annoyance. He would not accept this. A tinge of resentment flashed across her eyes. She whispered and inevitably sobbed, "I'm not pretending to be pitiful..." She could not change the fact that she came from a village and that she had no background no matter how good she was at her studies. Hence, she could only work hard to cater to the successful people in the upper class and eliminate her identity as