Chapter twenty seven

I stood right in the middle of my house. Realizing that this is something I had never lifted a finger to work for. 

Jeez, what sort of a life am I living? 

I have never worked for anything. 

All I have ever bought on my own are my outfits, which I got the money for from my former job under Stark. 

This has got me thinking, I need something of my own. Something I have worked hard to build up on my own. 

My parents' companies came from their hard work. My parents' mansions also came from the work of their hands. 

But I? What have I accomplished? I have nothing to boast of. 

Why wouldn't the sorcerer be able to use me this way. Why wouldn't he speak to me without respect? 

I moved from the middle of the living room to the stairs that led to my room and climbed up. 

What a day. 

On reaching my room, I threw my handbag on the bed and lay down for a good na