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His Assistant Controls Our Finances Chapter 9
When I arrived at my childhood home, dragging my suitcase up the driveway, Mom was out in the front yard watering the flowers.She turned around at the sound of my footsteps, her eyes widening in surprise. "Astrid? What are you doing here?"I offered her a small smile, telling her I just missed her and wanted to stay for a while.She froze for a second, then walked over to study my face, her gaze lingering on how much weight I'd lost. Without question, she took my suitcase and pulled me inside."You must be starving. Let me go make you dinner."That night, I sat down and told her everything from start to finish. When I finally stopped talking, she sat in silence for a long time before letting out a heavy sigh."When he was pursuing you, he treated you like you were his entire world," she murmured, her eyes welling with tears as she shook her head. "He acted like he'd do anything for you. I honestly thought that leaving you in his hands meant I could rest easy. I didn't expect h
His Assistant Controls Our Finances Chapter 8
Tristan showed up outside my apartment building three days after the funeral.I'd just gotten back from running errands when I spotted him sitting on the concrete steps by the entrance. His hair was a matted mess, stubble covered his jaw, and he'd lost so much weight that he looked gaunt.The moment he spotted me, he scrambled to his feet, looking like a child who'd been caught doing something terrible."Astrid, please," he begged. "Just listen to me."I didn't even glance at him, walking straight past him toward the stairs."Astrid, I know you don't wish to see me," he called out behind me. "But I honestly don't know where else to go. I can't live like this anymore! "My dad froze every single one of my cards, the board stripped me of my position, and I don't even have a place to live. My mom is gone, my dad disowned me, and now you're leaving me, too. What's the point of even being alive?"I stopped and looked down at him icily.It felt like watching a stranger put on a des
His Assistant Controls Our Finances Chapter 7
Tristan shivered violently, dragging his knees across the floor to grab Frederick's leg. "Dad, please. I know I messed up. Please just forgive me this once."Frederick looked down at Tristan, his eyes bloodshot."From the day you were born, your mother gave you everything you ever asked for. Whatever you wanted, she bought it for you without blinking an eye. You wear designer clothes, drive luxury cars, and live in a mansion. Did you think all of this just fell from the sky?"He pressed a hand against his own chest."I built my business from the ground up, but it was your mother who slept in cold warehouses and ate stale bread with me when she was only 18. I swore to her that I'd give her a good life and grow old by her side. But you killed her!"The final words were torn from Frederick's throat.Tristan remained on his knees, overwhelmed with regret. "Dad, I didn't know it was Mom! If I'd known it was my own mother on that table, how could I have left her to die?""Shut your mo
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Tristan stood on the sidewalk outside the crematorium, clutching the urn with a vacant, hollow stare.His assistant, Brandon Linley, sprinted over, gasping for breath as he lowered his voice. "Mr. Kane, Mr. Kane Senior couldn't get a hold of your mother. He ended his negotiations early and booked the fastest flight home."Tristan snapped his head up, terror filling his bloodshot eyes.Reality finally set in.Throughout their 40 years of marriage, Frederick Kane had never once handed Margery a cup of water without testing the temperature himself. If he ever found out that Tristan had allowed Penelope to torment me, causing Margery to miss her window for emergency surgery…A shiver ran down his spine, cold sweat instantly soaking through his shirt.Frederick would never forgive him.Not in a million years.Right then, a desperate thought consumed his mind. He needed to find Penelope and force her to take the fall for everything. If Penelope took the blame, Frederick might jus
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Tristan didn't show a single shred of grief after listening to the doctor. He just rubbed his brow, looking thoroughly annoyed."So what if she's dead?" he snapped. "Just contact the funeral home and have them take her straight to the crematorium. If there's anything else, call Astrid and stop bothering me."With that, he casually tossed his phone onto the desk.Hearing him say those words made me feel numb inside, and I wanted nothing more than to escape this place as fast as possible. But I hadn't gone very far down the hall when his voice boomed from behind me."Stop right there! Where do you think you're going? Didn't you hear what the doctor just said?"I stopped in my tracks but didn't turn around.Tristan quickly caught up with me, his brow furrowed as he ordered in his haughty tone, "Where are you running off to? Hurry up and get your mother's funeral arrangements sorted out, then get back home early to keep my mother company. Don't make her worry."I nearly laughed ou
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Just then, my phone vibrated erratically.I glanced down at the screen, which was now filled with a barrage of increasingly urgent collection notices from the hospital."Please submit the 300,000-dollar surgical deposit immediately. Failure to pay within the time limit will result in the cancellation of the surgery.""The patient has ongoing internal bleeding. Any further delay may result in death. Please process the payment now."Each message felt like a physical blow.Images of how wonderfully Margery had always treated me flooded my mind. Whenever I was sick and lost my appetite, she'd find countless new recipes just to cook something I could eat. Every single time Tristan and I got into an argument, she always took my side to help us reconcile.Such a kind, wonderful woman was lying in an emergency room waiting to die, and the person helping put her there was her own son.Something inside me finally snapped.To hell with their regulations, their forms, and their protocols
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