My body trembled in anxiety while I was looking out the window. I watched how the cars drove past us. It was raining outside, and it seemed the weather was mourning for me, too. I couldn’t believe my father had wanted me to abort my child. I could explain everything to Lance, and I was sure he would understand I hadn’t intentionally slept with a random stranger. I was drunk. Everything was blurry, and I couldn’t understand why I was with the wrong man in those pictures. Ava kept glancing in my direction. Worry was evident in her face when she held my hand. I was weary of what we were going to do. My father didn’t want me to continue my pregnancy. He resented me more for carrying a child from a stranger. “Katrina, I know you’re emotional right now. But think about the baby. Are you sure you want this?” she asked me, using her soft tone. I nodded but was hesitant to do what my father commanded. I didn’t think Lance would accept me if I aborted my baby. I swallowed hard when I felt my

His power made my stomach crumble in excitement. I was flabbergasted to think there was a man who gave me an emotion I was trying to hide. He cleared his throat but his eyes were still on mine after I sat on the chair. He fixed his tie before he elegantly sat on his swivel chair. He was emotionless but powerful when he flipped my application papers. “Katrina Amara Velasquez,” he uttered. I almost gasped when he said my name, like I was a good delicacy in his eyes. I swallowed hard, trying to clear my throat when I felt like my throat was getting dry. “Are you connected to Mr. Albert Velasquez? He's the owner of Velasquez Enterprises,” he added. My hands trembled in anxiety after he mentioned my father's name. I wasn't prepared that he would ask me that question because whenever I got hired, they were only asking me about my skills and why I wanted to work with them. “N-No, I'm not connected with him,” I stammered when I denied it. I didn't want my father to know I was applying to

Although we hadn't seen each other for five years, I could still distinguish Brenda's voice. My hand gripped the door handle as my other hand covered my lips to prevent myself from making any noises. I wished they would leave the bathroom immediately because Mr. McWealth might be angry once it took me so long to be back in the private room. "Girl, it's better if you will make sure he will not find out about your affair! You know how powerful Lance's family is!" "Of course! I'm really thankful I always got rid of that asshole's baby!" Brenda's responded. I heard them giggling before I heard someone knock on the door. My heart thumped so fast, making it difficult to breathe when I heard Brenda add, "It seems someone is here. I see the cheap sandals." "You don't need to be scared because no one wants to mess with you!" one of her friends exclaimed.“Yeah, Freya is right? No one wants to fight with a powerful woman like you!” I heard her other friend comment.Brenda laughed hystericall

I didn't have the chance to explain my side because he ended the call. My lips parted and I was hurting badly. I swallowed hard when I stared at my phone. I wanted to cry so hard but Adam was with me. I blinked my eyes, preventing myself from bursting into tears.Working in the McWealth was the best idea because of how grand the salary was. I needed to stay in the McWealth to ensure Adeline's heart surgery but I failed to do it.Perhaps the job wasn't for me because I couldn't do my work properly. It was my fucking fault. I needed to separate my personal problems and my work. I didn't bother to inform Mr. McWealth about what happened.He didn't know I had children, and that might be the reason why he never bothered to let me explain my side. I tightened my grasp on my phone before I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.“Mom, are you alright? What's happening?” I was taken aback when I heard his Adam little tone. He seemed worried I was staring at the wall and he might notice I

I was flabbergasted when I heard him mention those who mistreated me. I didn't have any plans to let them know I was still existing near them because it was useless. I didn't see any reason to fight with them or take revenge myself. However, I didn't want to be hypocritical; I wanted to grab the opportunity he had been giving me. "It's not your problem, Mr. McWealth," I answered with a firm tone. I didn't want him to notice I was hesitant because I wanted to get justice. I wanted to know how my father hadn't had any guilt in his heart after he found out that his lovely daughter was living in the street. He was aware when I was giving birth to my children and made me choose if I would still abort or throw my children as if they were some trash. My father was selfish, and he didn't mind hurting me just to get what he wanted—the power to merge the Lance family's company and our company using me. He disliked the idea that I would have a relationship with any man because he didn't see