"Since you were nine! How on earth did you manage to catch a wolf at that age? I don’t think your parents would have allowed it."

"That was a chance encounter, a miracle, I suppose."

When Iola showed interest in the story of how she caught the wolf at the age of nine, Viretta’s voice rose a pitch.

She began to tell the story she had shared dozens of times, shaking her toes as she spoke.

"It happened 14 years ago. As a child, I was wandering around a quiet country villa when curiosity struck, and I went into the mountains. I suppose it was fate that led me there."

Every time she told the story, she thought to herself that the origin of her life was that very day.

The Medlit family was spending a family vacation at a country villa one day.

"The mountains are dangerous for a nine-year-old, aren't they?"

"That's true. But who would stop me? Even back then, I was good at sneaking away. No one could stop a curious genius like me."@@novelbin@@

Normally, no adult would let a nine-year-old child wander off into the mountains.

But that day, everyone in the Medlit family was frantically busy.

It was the day when her father, Cadelon Medlit, decided to inherit full authority over the business from his father, Calin Medlit.

The villa, crowded with her grandfather’s children, grandchildren, and even his siblings and their children, was chaos.

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