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Chapter 47

Author: Maureen
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 17:25:13

I don’t like uncle Lukas because Uncle Lukas is so mean to Mommy, but Uncle also likes to eat Mommy's yummy pancakes," Annabel commented with her mouth full. Her little legs flailed happily under the tall kitchen table as she munched the warm, homemade fluffy pancakes, syrup dripping sweetly. "Mommy's cooking is the most delicious in the whole world. Uncle must have liked it a lot, right? That's why you ate mine first!"

"It's tolerable, I guess," Lukas replied dryly, not wanting to admit it was
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    I’m still being merciful to her." Lukas replied coolly to Isaiah, his voice steady and unyielding as he leaned back in his massive leather chair behind the expansive CEO desk. The office was a fortress of power—floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the bustling city, dark wood paneling gleaming under recessed lights, a wall of awards and framed deals testifying to his empire. "She said she wanted to be treated like a regular worker, so I did exactly that. This is the perfect contract for her situation. Don't you have the same kind of contract yourself?""But my salary is not this small, Sir! This is—this is exploitation!" Isaiah protested, his usual poised demeanor cracking with genuine concern. Isaiah—sharp-featured, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit and blouse, his desk outside always a model of efficiency with color-coded files and a blooming orchid paced a few steps in front of the desk. She clutched a tablet to her chest, his loyalty to Lukas warring with hi

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    After she was done paying at the counter, Gloria walked out of the school building feeling weak from head to toe. Her entire body ached with exhaustion, as if the forty-thousand-dollar weight had physically drained every ounce of strength from her muscles. The bright midday sun glared down mercilessly on the parking lot, turning the asphalt into a shimmering heat wave that made her head throb. She tottered unsteadily toward her beat-up old sedan, the one she'd bought second-hand years ago with savings from her first real job. Each step felt like wading through thick mud; her knees buckled slightly, forcing her to grab the car door for support just to stay upright. She fumbled the key into the lock, yanked the door open, and collapsed into the driver's seat with a heavy sigh.For long minutes, she just sat there, staring blankly at the dashboard and the concrete wall ahead. The engine wasn't even on yet. Her mind was a whirlwind of panic—the burden of forty thousand dollars now sat squ

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    I hate that bastard!” Gloria cursed deep in her heart, her mind racing with fury. How could he? That man still had the balls to slander her right to her face, even though both of them knew the plain truth, she spent next to nothing on herself. Every single dollar went straight to maintaining their massive mansion: fixing the leaky roofs, paying the salaries of all the household staff including the ones he had slept with behind her back, and covering every necessity for their young daughter, Annabel. Gloria herself barely indulged; she couldn't remember the last time she bought anything that cost more than 50 bucks, a cheap pair of socks or a basic coffee from the corner store, that was it. Her wardrobe was thrift-store specials, her meals simple home cooking. Nothing extravagant, nothing selfish.But there she was, forcing a tight smile toward Mrs. Andrew, the principal whose office felt like a stuffy cage with its heavy curtains, stacked files, and the faint smell of old books and st

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