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Mace strode toward Glenn’s General Store with his bodyguards at his heels. He’d gathered them and rushed out of headquarters as soon as he’d received the news. Anger roiled within him, threatening to boil over. Stella must be punished for what she’d done. And his father wouldn’t allow Mace to go unpunished either; for the girl had done the unthinkable. “Damn impudent brat! I thought she could use her head, but that was too much to expect from a child! Damn it all!” “What happened, Mr. Mace?” “The foolish girl handed the merchandise over to the Orsons!” “D-Does she not realize what that means?” The Company had a terrible fate in store for all who were found guilty of treachery. And though some were allowed to live, they were never left untouched. “ ‘Make it so that she never walks again.’ Orders from my father!” Mace gnawed at his fingernails. The Stock Company had just started selling the elixir on the black market. At the same time, according to reports, Stella had double-crossed the ...

Stella, Varrell, and Clever entered the East District led by the Orson servants. There was no repeat of what had happened with Gard; they probably had orders not to act disrespectfully toward her. That said, they looked none too pleased. “What?” “It’s nothing,” said Stella. “I was just half expecting this to be a kidnapping.” “It would’ve been, if you hadn’t agreed to come along. Master Apollo was very clear that he wanted you alive, so don’t worry about it.” “Wow, thanks. That’s so reassuring I think I’m going to cry.” The man snorted. “I see now why the young master is so interested in you.” He turned to his subordinates. “Don’t let the girl’s looks fool you. They say she’s the Stock Company’s witch.” The men replied at the top of their lungs. Stella let out an annoyed sigh. This was Stella’s first time in the East District. It was not so different from the West District, except for the large number of stores and houses displaying the Orson sigil, the symbol of the family’s authority...