Chapter: CHAPTER 6: Cheap Knockoff "Hmm, this is definitely a cheap knockoff," Lucius said casually. "The original design costs about five thousand dollars. Yours looks like the fake version they sell online for two hundred." He thought that, even though her ring looked exactly like his in every detail. It might be possible to be a fake version. Alura's hands clenched on her lap, she felt really embarrassed. How can he be so rude by calling her ring a cheap knockoff? Even though the husband she married might not be as rich as Mr. Hunt it doesn't mean he couldn't afford a five thousand dollar ring. Especially since he could afford to pay for her father's debt, a debt of forty million dollars. And if truly his ring is custom made, maybe it's just the designer who chose to remake the same design. But then again she couldn't argue with Mr. Hunt to avoid losing her new job. "I see," she smiled tightly. Her voice was strained, clearly holding back her words. "You must be right, sir. I'm sure my husband just bough
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: Interview with Mr. Hunt Alura stared at her phone for twenty minutes before she found the courage to call. Grandmother Mabel answered on the second ring. "Lily. Is something wrong?" "Grandmother, I..." Alura took a deep breath. "I just got a job interview. It's for an executive secretary position." "Woah, That's wonderful! Congratulations dear." "Thanks Grandmother. But there's a problem..." Alura's fingers twisted in her shirt. "It's on Saturday. At three PM." She paused first, then rushed to explain further. "I already signed the contract last night. I'm not backing out. I promise. But this job, it's, it's a huge opportunity. I applied months ago and I never thought they'd call me. If I miss this interview, I might never get another chance like this and I need to work, I can't just depend on the monthly allowance. Please, is there any way we can move the courthouse appointment? Even just an hour? I'll do whatever you need, I just--" "Lily." Grandma Mabel called gently. "Just breathe." Alura breath
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4: Debt Paid Alura arrived at the Temple at exactly 8 AM. "Lily." Grandma Mabel smiled warmly. "You're right on time." Alura smiled back and sat across, her eyes fixed on the duffel bag on the table. It looked heavy and full. "That's four million dollars," Grandma Mabel said, following her gaze. "It's cash just like I promised. You can count it if you want." Alura shook her head, "I trust you, Grandma." Grandma Mabel smiled, "Smart girl." She pushed the velvet box forward. "Open it." Alura nodded and opened it. Inside the box were two rings. They looked elegant without being too flashy. One was slightly larger than the other one. "The smaller one is yours. Try it on." Grandma Mabel said. Alura slipped it onto her left ring finger. And it fit her perfectly. "How did you know my size?" "I have my ways." Grandma Mabel smiled suspiciously. She pulled out a thick document from her handbag and set it in front of Alura along with a pen. "Read it carefully at home, don't sign until you unders
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3: I'm Saving Myself Something smelled off the moment Alura opened her apartment door. It smelled like cigar. Expensive, thick and choking cigar. She pushed the door open quietly and her stomach immediately dropped. Percy Miller sat on their couch like it was a throne. His legs were spread wide, and his expensive suit jacket was open, he had a fat cigar in between his fingers. And smoke curled around his balding head like a dirty halo. In the corner, her father stood with his head down like a servant waiting for orders. "There she is." Percy smirked. "My beautiful bride." Alura froze in the doorway. Percy's eyes crawled over her body slowly. Starting at her wet hair, sliding down to her soaked jacket, lingering on her chest, her hips and her legs. "Even soaking wet, you're still gorgeous," he nodded with satisfaction. "I'm a lucky man." Alura's skin crawled. "Get out of my house. Now." Percy laughed. It sounded like a mocking laugh. "Your house? Alura, this apartment belongs to the bank. And th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2: Marry My Grandson and He'll Pay Your Debt "I'm sorry," Alura said wiping off her messy face. "I didn't mean to impose. I can go." "It's okay, sit." The old woman insisted gently. "Have tea first, then we'll talk." The woman had led Alura into the temple's tea room. Alura sat down with hesitation, she suddenly became aware of how disheveled she must look. Thoroughly soaked, with her mascara probably running, and shivering like a drowned rat. She wrapped her arms around herself. The woman prepared two cups of tea and placed a cup in front of Alura, "Drink it dear. It'll warm you up." Alura wrapped her hands around the cup and the heat seeped into her frozen fingers. "Thank you," she whispered. The woman sipped her own tea, studying Alura through the cup with sharp eyes. "I'm Mabel," she said finally. "Though most people call me Grandma Mabel, you know due to old age. And you are?" "I'm Alura Wayne." "Alura Wayne. It's a pretty name. Would you like to tell me why you're praying for miracles in the rain?" Alura panick
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1: $4 Million in 30 Days "Dad." Alura Wayne called out shakily as if she was dreading her father's response. She stood in the cramped living room of their apartment, the walls peeling like dead skin, the single bulb dim as usual. Across from her, was her father who slumped over the kitchen table like a finished man, he clutched an empty beer bottle. His hands shook so badly the glass shook slightly. Robert Wayne didn't look up. His face was a mess of purple bruises. Fresh ones. "Dad, what did you do?" She asked loudly this time, but he still didn't respond. "Dad, I'm talking to you!" "I'm sorry." The words leaked out of him like blood from a wound. "Alura, I'm so sorry." She inhaled sharply. "How much?" He hesitated. "Dad. Tell me how much!" He flinched, "Four...million dollars, it's four million dollars." The number hit her like a fist to the stomach. Four million dollars. She made barely fifty thousand a year working three part-time jobs. Four million dollars was practically forty
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