Frank sat on the floor for hours; he had no idea how many hours had passed, but his shirt got soaked with his tears. He leaned against the bed, still in disbelief.He logged into the account that was set up in his name as a trust fund, and true to the old man's word, the money was there. Only the amount for the surgery was subtracted. He now had over $1 million to his name and had no idea what to do with the money.He never planned or thought about what he would do with the rest of the money after the surgery deduction. His main goal was to get the kidneys for his baby brother.He quickly got up, realizing he needed to be there when his brother woke up. He now had money and could afford a plane ticket not just to Alabama but anywhere in the world.He quickly took a bath and ran to the bank to withdraw some of his money. It was his money, and he did not care how he got it; what mattered was how he was going to use it. Once done, he headed to the airport and booked himself a first-clas

Three weeks passed and Angel was able to finally open his eyes and began talking. He had a long way to go but everyone was just glad that there was no rejection of the transplanted organ.Frank was already making travel arrangements and planned to take the family out of the country the second Angel was discharged.Ireen left everything to him as long as he took them somewhere she could continue her farming business so Frank chose England. It was the perfect country for their new start, with good areas for farming, no language barrier, and most importantly the best place for him to go back to university.He was already looking for a university place and looking into which companies to invest in. After a full month, Angel was finally released and allowed to be taken home. They only stayed for a week and Frank took everyone to the airport.Ireen was a bit hesitant with their traveling especially since Angel had surgery a month ago. She felt it was too soon, but Frank was a man on a miss

Nera drove back to the mansion with a smirk of satisfaction on her face. Seeing the two women leave the fundraising dinner at the mention of her name as the winner was a moment she was going to treasure for the rest of her life.The two idiots were always spreading gossip and commenting on everything that had to do with her. The fools never moved on, even when she had lived an isolated life. They had been calling on her for so many years that she decided to finally respond. What was satisfying was that she responded when they least expected it.She walked into the house, hymning, and found Marcus having his dinner. She walked up to him and gave him a kiss."Someone seems to be in a happy mood," he joked."I need fifty thousand dollars," she requested.Marcus looked up at her a little bit confused, she was not the type to ask for money, and the last time he tried setting up her own account, she refused."And I need a piece of land for our charity organization," she added.Marcus pause

Nera got into the car and instructed the driver to take her home immediately. He tried to speak, but she ordered him to keep quiet. Her mind was trying to figure out who followed her to Alabama and took the photos. She lived a very private life by then and was not trying to get on anyone's nerves, so it did not make sense that either Nicole or Mrs. Blair would have followed.But she was sure the two idiots were behind the allegations."Is Marcus home?" she asked."Yes, he arrived an hour ago," the driver replied.At home, Marcus was fuming at the images, not because someone was trying to implicate his wife and driver but because someone followed him and his wife to Alabama.His blood pressure was all over the roof, and he kept imagining what other photos they had of him or if they had photos of Frank and knew about his arrangement.He quickly called his private investigator to get on the job immediately and ordered him to make the photos disappear. When he thought he had handled ever

The morning came with Marcus busy on his phone with his private investigator. He had managed to get most of the websites to take down the stupid allegations about his wife and driver. Only unknown sites with low reach were running the useless story. What was left was to bring the culprits to justice. He knew who they were, but he needed evidence to nail them.Nera, who was fast asleep on the other side of the bed, snoring. He did not want to disturb her, knowing how tired and stressed she was the previous day.He was feeling better himself and had come to terms with the situation. What he regretted was getting agitated at the mention of DNA and compromising his health.If only he could get his hands on the two stupid women for getting him and his wife stressed out. But he needed to exercise patience and set a trap."Can you trace the address that sent the reporter the pictures and fake story?" He asked his PI."The sender sent it from outside the country, but we will be able to track