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Her Last Gift Chapter 12
A deafening crash echoed through the hall. Then Morgan’s voice followed.“Daniel. You caused this.”The wine glass fell from Daniel’s hand. The backup power turned on ten seconds later, and the lights returned.Everyone stared at Daniel in shock.He sat on the floor, gripping a partner by the collar. His face twisted with fear.“Stay away. Stay away.”“Mr. Cardea, it is me, Zach.” The partner struggled to breathe.Daniel could not hear him. He stared at his hands, shaking.“Mira. Get her away. Get this woman away.”He had lost control.In front of Silverton’s most powerful people, in front of cameras, he had confessed to what happened.The police and ambulance arrived. As Daniel was placed on a stretcher, he continued to shout.As his only family member, I stood there with tears on my face and handed a stack of medical records to the doctor.“I am sorry. Daniel has been unstable since his mother’s death. The shock was too much. He has been saying things that do not make se
Her Last Gift Chapter 11
That was not the Morgan who made me instant noodles. The real her had turned to ashes. Even her reputation after death had become a tool her son used to trap me.“Have some water.” A glass was handed to me.In front of all the guests, Daniel continued to act like a patient and generous host.“Mira, I know you feel guilty. The dead cannot return. Mom would not want to see you like this.”His voice sounded gentle, but his eyes held a warning, as if he said, “Drink it. Accept this story. Accept your place.”I looked at the glass of water. It was clear and still, like the cleaner that had been poured away that day.I reached out and took the glass. The corners of Daniel’s mouth lifted in a quiet, confident smile.I slowly stood. Under the gaze of hundreds of people in the memorial hall, I threw the glass to the floor.The glass shattered. The sharp sound cut through the hall and brought instant silence.Everyone stared at me. Even Daniel’s smile froze, and a flash of anger crossed
Her Last Gift Chapter 10
When I woke up in the hospital’s special care ward, there were no police officers and no statements. The room was white, and the faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.My left leg was broken. It rested in a cast and hung suspended.Daniel pushed open the door. He had changed into a black suit with a white flower pinned to his chest.A heavy feeling settled in my stomach.“Where is she.”“Gone.” Daniel walked to the bedside. His tone stayed flat.“The doctors could not save her. It happened about an hour ago.”I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My chest tightened, and my breath caught.Morgan was gone. The woman who had made instant noodles for me, shared her food, and promised to take me away during the storm was gone.“The police already came.” Daniel pulled a chair over and sat down.“I told them my mother found you stealing company information and trying to use it for money. During the argument, she became emotional, made a mistake, and hit the guardrail.”He
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Just ahead was a bridge. Gray water rushed beneath it and pushed up uneven waves.Our car came to a stop. We were blocked in front and followed from behind. Daniel had used his influence to create a temporary traffic closure, turning this stretch of bridge into a place where we could not escape.The car sat in the emergency lane. Rain struck the roof in heavy sheets.Morgan checked the locked doors again. She turned quickly, searched through the bag in the back seat, and pulled out a black flash drive. She pushed it into my clothing.“Take this. It has recordings and ledgers from his study, the login information for the smart home system in that villa, and evidence that his private doctor practiced medicine without proper approval.”Morgan’s tear‑filled eyes met mine.“Mira, you are a smart girl. Do not waste what you learned in college.“With these, that villa is no longer his fortress. It is your weapon. If something happens to me, use these to bring him to justice.”“Mrs. Ca
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The next day, the heavy rain softened into a drizzle but still did not stop.We checked out. Morgan picked up a worn secondhand sedan that looked close to breaking down.The car rattled along the road. The wipers dragged across the glass and barely cleared the water.Morgan’s knuckles turned white as she gripped the steering wheel. Since we left the motel, she had checked the rearview mirror again and again.“What is wrong.”Her tension made my stomach twist.“There is a car following us. That black SUV. It has stayed behind us for thirteen miles.”I turned around. Through the rain, two headlights stayed fixed on our tail, never gaining distance and never falling back.I recognized it. It was one of Daniel’s security vehicles.Morgan’s backup phone suddenly rang. The phone she had turned off had somehow powered itself back on.Two words flashed on the screen. “My Son”On this gray rainy day, those words felt like a warning carved in red.Morgan’s hand shook, and the car swe
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We stayed in a cheap motel on the outskirts of Silverton.This place did not require identification. A single hundred‑dollar bill made the old man at the front desk toss us the keys without a word.The room smelled of mold. The wallpaper peeled at the corners and had dark stains along the edges.I sat on the yellowed sheets and watched Morgan.This noblewoman, who usually drank imported bottled water and ate at three‑star Michelin restaurants, now crouched in front of a grimy electric kettle and tried to boil water for two cups of instant noodles.Her movements were clumsy. Hot water splashed onto her hand, and she hissed in pain.She did not complain like she once did. She shook her hand and kept tearing open the seasoning packets.“Do not be surprised. Conditions are rough. We will have to make do.“Back when Daniel’s father spent his time chasing women, I made this for my son and told him it was magic noodles.”She brought the noodles to me. There was no sausage and no egg,
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