Demetrius knew his daughter was different. He could tell from the moment she was born. She never snuck out late or smoked like he used to, but she never went to bed on time or did good deeds either. When she entered Grade 10 and still didn't meet the status quo, he informed the one man more powerful than him. The only man who could put this information to good use, the dictator. Hans Undrique Colradas told the man to wait for a while to see what happens, and that he had never heard of a case like this before. The dictator paid Demetrius to keep quiet and said that there was more waiting for him in the future.The only reason that Demetrius could stand to do this to his own daughter was the fact that he knew good money was involved. He couldn't wait to get his hands on of it. Then and only then would he have enough currency to fly away from the despicable region he called home. As he sauntered out of the room, he imagined the foreign paradise that was awaiting him. Behind his back, the most powerful man in the country chuckled and through a wad of paper in the trash.