She had reached this level without partners. Without boyfriends, without husbands, without leaning on any man for support. Not even once had she considered it.
But unlike what one would think, Her distrust of men had not held her back, instead It had fueled her.
Every success had been another rejection of the belief that a woman required a man's protection to survive.
Every victory had reinforced the same conclusion. Trust no man, need no man, depend on no man.
It had become the foundation upon which she built her entire life. And then she woke up in a hospital bed in Inksea Island.
A stranger had broken down a door to save her, the stranger had fought six men to do it, thesame stranger had paid thirty million dollars for her treatment. And that same stranger had left without asking for recognition, repayment, gratitude, or even a name.
