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Damon stared completely frozen at the computer screen in his private office. His private investigator had just emailed him the official public housing records. Clara's simple name was printed in bold black letters right next to Villa Number Nine.She had actually done it; she had bought the most expensive house in the entire rich city. This was completely wrong and totally against his perfect plan to punish her. She was supposed to be walking the dirty streets with absolutely no money in her pockets.She was supposed to be crying heavy tears and slowly dying from deep hunger today. She was supposed to call his phone and beg to wash his shoes just to sleep on his floor. How did a useless and broken woman suddenly become a secret millionaire overnight?"I want you to show me her exact bank records right this second," Damon ordered his private investigator over the phone. "I want to see every single penny she has hidden from me!""Sir, I must warn you, the total number is extremely high,

Marcus stared at the long white receipt with his mouth hanging wide open in pure shock. He looked from the small green machine to Clara's calm face with completely crazy eyes. His face turned an ugly shade of red as thick anger rushed into his empty head."This is completely impossible, you dirty little thief!" Marcus screamed very loudly at Clara. "You definitely stole my good friend's bank card to buy this expensive house!""There is absolutely no way a cheap maid like you has millions of dollars!" Marcus yelled as he pointed a shaking finger at her nose. "Damon is going to send you straight to a dark prison for stealing his hard money!""I did not steal a single penny from your stupid friend Damon," Clara replied with a very calm and icy voice. "Every single dollar on that receipt belongs completely and totally to me.""You are a dirty liar and a cheap, ugly rat!" Marcus shouted for the whole office to hear. "You have always been a broken and useless woman who lives off Damon's pur

"Are you a complete fool, Damon?" the angry old woman screamed as the front door closed hard. "Why did you sign those divorce papers and let that useless woman walk out just like that?""She actually hit my face, and you just let her go away!" the mother yelled loudly at him. "You should have locked her in the room, starved her, and taken away her bank cards!"Damon brushed the dirt off his expensive shirt with a very calm and proud smile. "Calm down, Mother, you are getting angry over a crazy and foolish woman.""Clara is just very confused and highly emotional this morning," Damon said with a dark laugh. "She will suffer very badly out there in the real world without my strong protection.""I signed those papers today just to teach her a very harsh and painful lesson," Damon explained. "She has absolutely no money left, nowhere to sleep, and no actual friends to call.""She will be back here begging on her weak knees by tomorrow morning," Damon promised his mother. "She will cry and

The heavy silence in the bedroom grew completely tight and cold after Clara spoke those words. Damon stared at her beautiful face like she had suddenly grown a second head. He slowly crossed his strong arms and let out a very cruel and dark laugh."Are you completely out of your simple mind today, Clara?" Damon demanded with a very harsh tone. "You hit my poor mother and my innocent sister in my own house.""And now you think you can stand there and talk about a divorce to my face?" Damon continued to yell loudly at her. "You are just throwing a stupid and childish tantrum this morning.""You need to get down on your knees and apologize to them right now," Damon commanded like a king. "If you do not say sorry, I will lock you out of this house forever."Clara looked at the arrogant and proud man standing near the door. In her past life, his cruel threats would have made her cry and beg on the floor. She would have kissed his dirty shoes just to keep his fake love."You really think yo

Clara screamed loudly and grabbed her beating chest in absolute terror. Her whole body shook violently as she felt imaginary teeth ripping into her soft skin. She looked down at her shaking hands and expected to see dark red blood everywhere.But her pale hands were completely clean and totally free of any terrible bite marks. She was sitting safely inside her own warm and quiet bedroom. "Thank God, it was all just a horrible nightmare," Clara muttered with a heavy, crying breath.The bright morning sun shined right through her clean glass windows like a beautiful painting. But the deep and painful fear in her beating heart refused to go away completely. Just a second ago, she had been dying in a dead and rotten wasteland.The terrible zombie virus had turned everyone into flesh-eating monsters. People had eaten their own neighbors just to survive another day."Recently, flu cases have been on the rise across the city." The news anchor's voice came from the television in the corner. C