LOGINAfter my father-in-law, Anthony Randall, has undergone a coronary artery bypass surgery, he decides to visit the company to inspect the new project. I've ordered the project department to prepare a stable, smooth-riding man basket. But what I receive is a dangerous-looking man basket that doesn't have any safety measures installed in it. Anisa Howell, the first love of my husband, Conner Randall, speaks up mockingly at that moment. "Since your junk-collecting dad wants to collect more junk in the construction site, it's only natural that I, the person in charge of this project, hold the fort for Mr. Randall. "Then again, I've always been a soft-hearted person. This man basket might be malfunctioning, but it's perfectly adequate to send you guys to your destination." Realization dawns on me immediately. Anisa must have mistaken Anthony as my actual dad, who works as a farmer in the countryside. I'm about to explain to her that Anthony has just undergone a heart surgery and cannot suffer from any emotional distress caused by any factors, including tall heights. But Anisa quickly commands her workers to shove us into the man basket before pulling down the lever, which will cause it to ascend rapidly. Poor Anthony has gone deathly pale from the fright. He keeps clutching at his chest hopelessly the whole time. But Anisa has the audacity to flaunt her privileges over the walkie-talkie. "I'm a VIP of a bungee-jumping club. Today, I'll let you have a taste of what it feels like to soar through the skies."
View More"As for Anisa, let her live," I said. "Staying alive matters more than anything else."The old woman clutched the glass of water while tears streamed down her wrinkled face.After she left, Daisy stood nearby, looking as though she wanted to say something but couldn't quite say it. "Don't you hate her?"I flipped open the file on my desk. "I do hate her, but Anthony wouldn't have wanted to see an elderly mother on her knees begging for her daughter. He always had the softest heart."Daisy fell silent.…A year later, the Anthony Randall Cardiac Medical Center officially marked its first year of operation, having provided free treatment to 1,300 heart patients.Among them were 400 elderly patients from rural areas. Like Anthony, they had each come close to losing their lives after missing the critical window for treatment. But they were luckier than he was; they survived.At the year-end charity gala, an elderly man who had received treatment insisted on going on stage to say a
Anthony used to say that although Conner had been a disappointment, at least he had given him a good daughter-in-law.On the day Anthony came to inspect the construction site, he had originally planned to keep it a secret from everyone. He had deliberately worn old clothes because he knew I was there and was worried that dressing too well might make the workers uncomfortable.In his pocket, besides the nitroglycerin pills, there had also been an envelope. Inside was a birthday gift he had prepared for me in advance: a signed share transfer agreement and a handwritten card.The card had just one line. "Sylvia, thank you for marrying into our family."I sat on the couch in the living room, cradling the small wooden figure.The rain grew heavier. The maple leaves in the yard rustled beneath the downpour.I had gained control of an entire business empire and brought down everyone who had ever hurt Anthony, but he would never walk through that door again holding a bowl of hot soup, gr
Anisa's creditors took one of her kidneys and both of her corneas. From that day on, she lay on a moldy wooden bed in the dark, unable even to turn over.I stood at the edge of the rooftop and looked out at the distant ocean. The sea breeze felt chilly.I took Anthony's shattered Patek Philippe out of my pocket. The glass face had cracked into a web of fractures, and the hands had stopped at 3:17 pm. That was the moment his heart gave out.I placed the watch at the base of the crane, directly below Conner, so he could see it every day.…Six months later, in the chairman's office on the 68th floor of the Randall Group building, my assistant, Daisy Simpson, placed a cup of coffee on the corner of my desk as I finished signing the last document."Ms. Bradford, the cardiac medical center for the Elaris project is ready for its opening ceremony next week," she said."What's the name?" I asked."As you requested, it's been named the Anthony Randall Cardiac Medical Center."I nodded
Conner and Anisa stood face-to-face on the narrow walkway, neither able to get past the other. They stared at each other for three seconds, then Conner reached out and shoved Anisa's shoulder.Anisa swayed at the edge of the walkway. She quickly grabbed Conner by the collar. "If you dare push me, I'll drag you down with me."She yanked hard, and they lost their balance at the same time, crashing onto the walkway. Anisa sprawled across the glass panels and dug her long nails tightly into the gaps between the seams. Conner landed on top of her, trying to climb over her body.Anisa snapped. She drove her five fingers, tipped with fake nails, straight into Conner's left eye.Conner let out a scream and rolled across the walkway, clutching his eye. Then he lashed out with his foot and kicked Anisa square in the chest.Anisa slid toward the edge of the walkway. All ten of her fingers clung desperately to the edge of the glass panels as her nails cracked one by one.Conner crawled over,


















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