His Confession

Inexplicably, I felt what Sol had said made sense. Carroll was born with a silver spoon. He had whatever he wanted, especially wealth. It would cost the ordinary several generations to accumulate so much wealth as his, so fate was fair by giving him a troublesome life. As for Sol and me, we weren't ordinary. However, as an illegitimate child of a powerful man, Sol seemed noble, but his social status was embarrassing. What about me? I was supposed to be a lady, but Odette got my identity and place. I became the first sacrifice for the Brown family right after the secret of my background got exposed. The reason was that I had blue blood but not the bearing that Odette had been trained for years. What a joke! "Sol, nobody looks down on you, but you yourself. Even if you were not a Moore, so what? Can't you be yourself?" Carroll took one step forward. "You think that I was born with a lot, but do you know the hatred toward me from my mother? She wished that she hadn't given birth to a mons