The man was taken aback when he saw Larisa. "Larisa?" he asked in surprise. "Oh, you're Larisa Madison," he exclaimed, recognizing her.Larisa smiled. "Yes, Steven. I'm Larisa Madison.""I never thought it was you when I heard the name. I knew the name Larisa was kinda rare, but I thought it was someone else," Steven said, chuckling. "It's so good it's you. I thought I would never see you again, and also I forgot to ask for your contact yesterday and I only realized it after the taxi zoomed off."Larisa laughed. "It's okay. I'm just glad we ran into each other again."Steven opened the car trunk and placed Larisa's luggage inside. Larisa got into the car, and they started driving toward her new house.As they drove to the neighborhood, Larisa looked out the car window, taking in the sights of her new neighborhood. "It's so different from what I'm used to," she said.Steven nodded. "Yeah, it's a pretty nice area. You'll get used to it in no time."Larisa smiled as they pulled up to her

Larisa looked surprised at the suggestion. "Why would I do that?" she asked."Well, he is the father of the baby, and I'm sure he would like to know that his child is here and healthy," Steven explained.Larisa sighed, feeling conflicted. "I don't think I can tell him," she said softly.Steven understood her hesitation, but he also knew that it was important to keep the father involved in the baby's life. "Just think about it, Larisa. He has a right to know," he said gently.Larisa nodded but didn't say anything more. Steven could see the exhaustion etched on her face and decided to drop the subject.It's been nine months and Marcellus Huxley had achieved a level of fame and success that made him a household name, thanks to the completion and launch of the Huxley's Shopping Mall building, as well as other successful investments. The mall quickly became a popular destination for people from all over the country, with daily patronage from countless households. Despite his many accomplis

As a child, Larisa had always dreamed of becoming a doctor. She would spend hours poring over medical textbooks, fascinated by the intricacies of the human body and the science of healing. But as she grew older, Love had taken her down a different path.Now, as she stood alone on the sidewalk, the memory of that childhood dream flooded back to her. She could feel the familiar tug of excitement in her chest, the same feeling she used to get when she imagined herself saving lives and making a difference in the world.Larisa took a deep breath and closed her eyes, savoring the moment. She knew that pursuing a career in medicine would be a long and difficult journey, but for the first time in a long time, she felt truly alive.As she opened her eyes and looked around at the bustling city streets, Larisa made a decision. She was going to follow her heart and chase her childhood dream, no matter how difficult or uncertain the road ahead might be. And with a renewed sense of purpose, she set

4 years Later.Larisa stood outside the Operation Theater, meticulously scrubbing her hands with soap and water, ensuring they were free from any bacteria. She took a deep breath and walked into the sterile environment of the theater, her surgical gown rustling with each step. The team of nurses in the room greeted her with nods of respect and handed her a pair of freshly sterilized gloves.Larisa had honed her skills over the years and was now a master at performing surgeries. She could save countless lives with her expertise. As she prepared for the surgery, she focused her mind on the task at hand, reviewing the patient's case and visualizing the procedure in her mind.Meanwhile, the patient lay unconscious on the surgery table, having been administered anesthesia to ensure that he would not feel any pain or discomfort during the operation. The machines around him beeped rhythmically, monitoring his vital signs.Larisa donned her gloves, and with the assistance of the nurses, she b

"Clara forged my signature and took my credit card to buy two cars, one for her friend Amelia and the other for herself. She even deleted the alerts from my phone, so I had no idea what was going on," Marcellus revealed, his voice heavy with emotion."What?!" Mrs. Huxley exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief."That's despicable," Mr. Huxley added, his voice filled with anger.Marcellus nodded in agreement, still reeling from the extent of Clara's betrayal. "After a month, I received a message to pay for two cars' maintenance bills. That was when I went to the maintenance company, and they told me the cars were bought in my name and with my signature," he explained."That's how I canceled the maintenance billings in my name. I didn't take the cars from them. That's when I told her it was over between us," Marcellus finished, his voice filled with conviction."You did the right thing, son. Clara is just a gold digger," Mr. Huxley said."Clara isn't just a gold digger, Dad. She's obs