Half an hour passed, Clara walked out of the main room to the woman who was always harassing her.

"Do you have a special restaurant that you want to go to?" asked Irene enthusiastically. ​​

Clara only responded by shaking her head.

"Ok alright ... Come with me." smiling, Irene took a step leading the way to the parking lot.

Arriving at a fancy restaurant in the middle of the city, they were greeted by a waiter and immediately escorted to a room that Irene had booked previously.

A restaurant that has a private dining room and this is where Clara is located, one of the rooms with a thick interior with a European background, with neatly arranged wooden furniture, mini chandeliers that hang in every corner so that a little atmosphere makes dinner at the restaurant. it's like dinner in France.

After ordering several menus, Irene continued to chatter about everything to Clara, who always gave her cold and indifferent response.

If only Clara could, she wouldn't even bother accepting this woman's invitation. Too noisy and very annoying in her opinion, but for the sake of future convenience, she accepted her invitation. Yes for the sake of comfort.

Always getting an indifferent response, Irene returned to silence for a few moments then walked away as she said she wanted to go to the toilet.

Several waiters brought trays containing the menus they had ordered before entering the room and immediately put them on the table.

Irene isn't back yet.

Clara just sat silently with a flat look at the menu in front of her.

A moment ago when Irene left, Clara's eye color slowly turned violet, the change allowing her to see everything that was happening around her without a hitch. Yes, that is one of her unique 'invisibility' abilities.

Accidentally, Clara saw where Irene was. She watched the gesture of the woman who took out a small package, then poured the powder on the food brought by one of the servants who was going to the room where she was.

Glancing at the package filled with powder in Irene's hand, it instantly made Clara stiffen.

'That's...'

It was a forbidden item in the form of a poison-type powder in the organization, an object that could not be touched at will without the leader's permission, an item that could only be used for certain missions, odorless, tasted, but extremely deadly. . . .

'That .... why ...?'

'Why the forbidden thing is in Irene's hand?'

All kinds of prejudice surfaced in her mind, guesses gnawed at her head, not wanting to believe everything but it was witnessed by her own eyes.

'Why?'

'Uncle, why you do this for me?'

Even though it was only a fraction of a second, it was more than enough to make Clara's world collapse, severing the remaining spirit that the girl had been maintaining, the only thing that allowed her to survive in the harsh environment was because of her uncle's presence. And now the people she considers her parents are teaming up with others to kill her.

'What did I do wrong?'

'Why do they want ... Aarrggghhhh'

A muffled scream in Clara's heart. Her chest was tight, trying to get as much oxygen as possible.

Even though she always looked cold and aloof, deep down, she loved her uncle very much, she respected him a lot, something she never thought would happen before her own eyes.

"Want to cry, but for what?"

'Crying over those who betrayed me only made me sadder.'

"Want to be angry, but how?"

"Want to run to another place, but where?"

No one wants its existence.

Instantly a feeling of wanting to disappear from this world appeared in her mind, a feeling of despair that no one could bear.

The sound of the door opening was heard showing Irene there, the woman then stepped into the chair which was right in front of Clara.

"Wow, the food has arrived .. why don't you eat?" Irene smiled broadly as if nothing had happened.

"Don't tell me you're waiting for me? Ah okay, since I'm back, let's eat." She added again began to devour her food.

Clara still with a cold face, the girl sat stiffly looking at the menu in front of her. The smell of food fills the room, cramming into the nasal cavity.

If it was someone else, then maybe they would feel that there was nothing wrong with the food, but she was Clara, she could know the contents of the menu in front of her.

Deep in thought, driven by a feeling of despair, Clara's hand slowly moved to hold the spoon and took some of the food to her mouth.

Irene quietly watched while cheering cheerfully inside.

'Hahaha... A girl that even her uncle wanted her life, the thing I was waiting for has finally arrived.' Revealing a faint laugh that no one can detect.

'Soon, I can have Raka and all the assets of the Raimond's family will belong to both of us'

Yes, since childhood Clara was the rightful owner of all the assets of the Raimond family. Raka did not have the slightest right with all of that.

Trying to keep her body upright, cold sweat started pouring down her forehead, a feeling of discomfort was also felt by her body, her chest was getting tight, the pain she suddenly felt was so intense as if a thousand nails had eaten her heart.

However, that feeling did not stop her from continuing to feed food into her mouth, with the thought that the higher the dose consumed, the chance for it to disappear very quickly.

There was nothing else on her mind other than wanting to disappear as quickly as possible. Clara is disgusted by everything in life. Having all the assets of the Reimond family and also different abilities from others is not a guarantee of making her life happy.

Irene chuckled "Ckkk, looking at your body's response, it looks like the powder reacts faster than I thought, stop pretending to be strong. You idiot!"

"Don't ask why ... It's all your fault. Who told you to have all the things that should belong to Raka. it's not impossible if one day you will replace Raka's position, with your ability and shrewdness, who knows one day you will kill us?"

"Being the leader of an organization?"

"Tch ... in your dreams!"

All things just happen. The hatred and jealousy that grew ingrained in her uncle's heart were never shown to Clara. Being in a position like this now, she had never even thought so far, in Clara, she just wanted to live and repay all of her uncle's kindness for taking care of her from childhood.

But now?

The desire to live was gone. maybe her decision was correct, taking poison for herself might have been the right decision for her.

A banging sound was heard, Clara could no longer hold her weight, she fell to the floor, the pain she felt had increased many times, cold sweat had soaked all over her body and the clothes she was wearing, her face tightened, the veins of her neck and arms protruded. Her vision began to blur, her consciousness began to fade, but there was no trace of regret on her face.

Maybe...

Perhaps, she shouldn't have been born into this world since long ago.

Slowly but surely. Darkness took over her consciousness, deciding everything she had from this world. Clara breathed her last.

If possible..

In the next life, she doesn't want to be anyone. She just wants to be happy and live freely.