LOGINThe damning evidence hit the Bellini family like a wrecking ball, leaving them shattered.The public's outrage shifted direction instantly, and this time, it was even more intense than before."Goodness! He fabricated psychiatric records to steal her child? What kind of unhinged criminal is this brother-in-law?""The mother stole the divorced daughter's last savings to give to her eldest daughter, and she calls that 'supporting' her? That's straight-up robbery!""LOL! Gravely ill? What? Is she getting surgery in the Losta Isles? What a family of entitled, parasitic leeches!"The story exploded across social media.Not only did it completely clear my name, but my image as an independent, clear-headed single mother struck a chord with the public and brought Daybreak's core values into sharp focus. Countless working women and mothers flooded the official store, showing their support by opening their wallets.First-week sales tripled.As I was leaving work that evening, a dishevele
The day after I went to the mall, Astral Group officially launched its new baby and maternity brand, Daybreak.As the brand director, I worked nonstop for nearly a week. The launch was a huge success, and the first-day sales shattered the company's three-year sales record for comparable product lines.At the celebratory dinner, Astral Group's vice president, Julian Reed, personally approached me with a glass of champagne, his eyes filled with praise."Great job, Emilia. I knew I was right to make an exception and take a chance on you back then."I smiled, clinked glasses with him, and drank my champagne in one go.Just then, my assistant rushed over in a panic and handed me a tablet."Ms. Bellini, we have a problem! You're… You're trending on Twitter."Frowning slightly, I took the tablet. At the top of the trending list was a glaring headline."Astral Group Executive Abandons Birth Family and Refuses to Help Gravely Ill Sister."In the attached video, Mom, who had always been
After joining Astral Group, my life finally started getting back on track.With a steady income, I moved out of Sarah's place and rented a high-end apartment close to the office with top-notch security. I also hired a reliable nanny, Mary Barrino, to look after Lily during the day and took over childcare myself in the evenings.Life was hectic but fulfilling.On a typical afternoon two months later, I was in a conference room reviewing a marketing proposal for a new product when the receptionist knocked on the door and came in with an awkward look on her face."Ms. Bellini, there's an older woman here to see you. She says… She says she's your mother."The conference room instantly fell silent.I closed my laptop."Got it. Have her wait for me in the reception room."When I opened the door to the reception room, I found Mom sitting there on the couch. It had only been two months since I'd last seen her, but she looked nearly a decade older. Her hair, usually styled to perfection
I packed only a few changes of clothes and Lily's stuff. Everything else I left behind. There was barely anything in this apartment that truly belonged to me anyway."Stop right there!"Mom blocked the doorway, her eyes bloodshot as she glared at me as if I were her mortal enemy."If you dare set foot out that door today, don't ever expect protection from the Bellini family again!"I'd heard that exact same threat for over 20 years. Every time I refused to bend to her will, she resorted to the same ultimatum. I used to be terrified, and I'd give in. But now, I just found it laughable."Okay," I answered, pulling my suitcase behind me without breaking stride. "You can keep the 15,000 dollars you transferred out of my account. Consider it repayment for all the years you've 'invested' in me. From now on, we're even."I walked around her and opened the door."Do you think you can live a better life out there?" Mom screamed after me. "You're a penniless single mother with a deadweigh
After a soft beep, the recording app on my phone started playing crisp, clear audio.It was a recording of a conversation that had happened right outside the bedroom door after it had closed."Dr. Cordone has already told us to note down that she has severe depression with manic episodes and self-harm tendencies."It was the voice of the bespectacled evaluator."Okay," the other evaluator replied. "But aside from being a little emotional earlier, her logic was perfectly sound, and she didn't show any signs of self-harm, either.""Are you dumb?" The first voice dropped to a whisper. "Are the checks from Alexander and Margaret not big enough? As long as we give them this preliminary report, they can initiate the emergency adoption process. All we have to do is sign it. If anything goes wrong, Dr. Cordone's private hospital will take the fall."The faint scratching of pen on paper followed.When the recording ended, a deathly silence fell over the bedroom.Aunt Matilda and Uncle R
With a loud bang, the door burst open.Uncle Roberto straightened the cuff of his custom-tailored suit and strode into the bedroom first, with Aunt Matilda following close behind, while Mom and Victoria brought up the rear.The sudden rush of light flooded the dim bedroom, stinging my eyes so badly I could barely keep them open."Oh! Good heavens!" Aunt Matilda pinched her nose. "How can anyone raise a baby in conditions like these?"The room wasn't actually dirty. It just didn't meet the kind of picture-perfect home standards that Victoria maintained with the high-end housekeeping staff she employed year-round."Give Lily to me," Uncle Roberto demanded as he came straight toward me."Don't touch her!" I pulled away from him, keeping Lily's face buried against the crook of my neck."Give me the child."Uncle Roberto took another step toward me, his hands already reaching out."She's my daughter.""Who do you think you're negotiating with? Stop being so damn stubborn, Emilia,







