Lahat ng Kabanata ng Stitching a Path to Vengeance: The Rise of Lucia Montess : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The poor are always a lousy set of people that get entitled to a rich man's wealth. If he fails to deliver, they call him so many outrageous names that he wouldn't even expect. So, the poor are always tagged ungrateful.The whole community is rowdy, because of many people that uses the route. Different kinds of domestic animals could be seen roaming the environment.Their poo; always smelly, are seen all around the area and that has been a part and parcel of a poor man's life."Good morning ma," a young beautiful lady approached the seller at the super market."Good morning," the seller responded with a terrific look."How much is this bread," the young beautiful lady asked the seller.The seller smiled inaudibly to mock her within her heart, "that bread is just 700," the seller said knowing fully well she wouldn't be able to purchase it.The young lady smiled, "take and pack the bread for me," she whimpered from her cavity. This amazed the seller, 'people change,' she expressed. Wit

"Hello, miss," Wilson said as he walked up to the lady before him. "How are you doing today?" The lady eyed him from head to toe and replied, "I'm fine." Wilson smiled upon hearing her response. "That's good," he said. "I'm guessing you know me already." The lady looked at him before saying, "no, I do not. What do you want?" Wilson was shocked at her response. There was no one who didn't know him. And why did she reply him so sarcastically? Who did she think she was? Wilson tried staying calm so he would not react to the lady's attitude. He said, "I don't understand how you do not know me. Or aren't you from around here?""I actually am not from here," the lady replied. "And if you do not have anything important to say, I would love for you to excuse me cause I really am very busy," she said as she turned to face the worker she had been speaking with. Wilson's mouth hung in shock. Did she just do what he saw her do? How dare she? What rights did she think she had to reply him that

"Where do you want me to drop this vase, sir?" Lucia asked Thomas as she picked up the shiny vase. "Oh, Lucia, drop it close to the China cups right there," Thomas said as he began dusting the glass cups on the shelves. "And drop it carefully. It is breakable and very very expensive." Diana nodded as she dropped the vase cautiously beside the China cups Thomas had told her to. She sighed in relief after dropping it as the vase was very slippery. "Done with cleaning the vases, sir" Lucia said to Thomas. "What next do you want me to do, sir?" she asked as Thomas turned to face her. "Just take some rest, okay?" he said as he motioned for her to sit down. "You have done enough for today. I and my wife can finish the rest.""No, no, no," Lucia said as she walked up to Thomas and grabbed the duster from his hands. "I refuse, sir. I can't stand and watch you and Ma clean this place when I know I'm capable of doing it myself." Thomas smiled and walked to the chair and sat on it. "You are

“Good day Ma'am” a police officer who was accompanied by his fellow colleague greeted Lucia, cutting her from her thoughts. “Good day Mr” a confused Lucia answered politely. “Please, call me officer John. This is officer Jack. We were around at the site of the incident and wanted to ask you some questions. This can enable us to hasten the search process” officer John explained. “Oh, okay…” Lucia answered. “If you will, please follow us to this corner” Officer John said with his hands gesturing towards a corner, a little away from where she sat. “From what I heard, I believe you are the daughter of the deceased. Is that right?” the police officer asked. “Yes Sir” Lucia replied as she leaned towards the walls of the hospital out of tiredness. “Please can we get your name?” He asked. She looked at the security man standing before me and wished in her heart of hearts that she would just make him pause for the moment. That however wasn't possible, so she heaved a heavy sigh. “My n

“Please Mr Wilson. My wife is pregnant and very due. I beg of you, help me. You're my only hope of getting away from this situation without landing in jail. You know how I've diligently worked for the company all my life. If I've offended you in any way, please have mercy. Please Mr…” Henry was yet to finish his sentence when he was cut off by a now irritated Wilson. “Oh for God's sake, shut up already. Why are you asking for my forgiveness? Huh? Did you kill my dad?” Wilson emptied his cavity angrily after what seemed like an eternity of begging for forgiveness from Henry. “Oh please Mr Wilson” Henry begged once again, this time on his knees. “What are you trying to do?” Wilson puked from his vocals in disgust. Never had anyone knelt down before him, now to talk of holding clinging onto him. He saw Henry's act as a way of saying he was wicked and heartless as onlookers watched the scene and left shaking their heads. “Please Sir” Henry's voice croaked. “Let go of me this instant