บททั้งหมดของ Love's Last Sin: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Maya walked out of the boardroom, the heavy wooden door creaked shut behind her, separating her from the woman who had just shattered her world. The cool air of the corridor enveloped her, but it did little to calm the storm brewing inside her.Maya's mind was reeling, her thoughts a jumbled mess of emotions. She felt like she was floating outside her body, watching herself move through the familiar corridors of the Jaiswal headquarters. Everything looked the same, yet nothing felt the same. The revelation that she was adopted and that her whole life had been a lie left her feeling lost and disconnected.Her eyes stung with unshed tears as she walked, her legs carrying her forward on autopilot. She didn't know where she was going, she just knew she had to get out of there, away from the woman who had just destroyed her sense of identity."Ohh fuck shit, things just decided to get messier" she muttered under her breathe as she saw Arun by the corner of the corridor. "You're adopted

Maya looked at the parcel that got mailed to her address. It came from someone at Jaiswal Corporations, her mother probably. She wondered how she had been able to locate her down to the hotel where she currently stayed but her thoughts on that strayed away when she saw an envelope in the box that had been mailed to her. She picked up the envelope and went over to her table where she had other documents lying.Opening it, she found photos of a little child. A little child she could identify as herself because she had the same photos of herself as a child, she brought hers out from her locker and the faces were exactly the same thing.She picked another photo after the first and saw the same child, herself, but this time she was being carried by a lady, a lady who didn't look like her mother.Her grip tightened on her photo, realizing her mother had been telling her the truth.She picked up a tiny diary that was underneath the diary.A page stood out. The lady had given birth but kn

"Maya?" Maya repeated, the realization the woman knew whom she was settling in. She couldn't keep her eyes off her. The man, her former chauffer who had betrayed her when she most needed him and ran away with her wealth illegally acquired money didn't even seem to grab her attention anymore. It was just the woman. The woman whom she was to believe was her mother, Monica Cajetan. She hesitated, unsure of what to say next. She knew whom she was, and has probably watched everything about her on TV. Did she know she was going to find them one day or had she hoped that day wouldn't have come. Mayaaa... The kept hearing her voice call her name. Admitting perfectly that she had sold her off a chunk of change as if she were a cheap cabbage being sold at the slum markets. She had wanted to believe she had been forcefully taken from her. It was stated in her diary that she had stolen from the madam of the house and she had vowed to deal with her for it when she wanted. She didn't think she

Maya's face was red with rage as she continuously struggled to free herself from the grip on her arm. But he held her firm, his eyes blazing with intensity."You're going to listen to me, Maya," he repeated. "You're going to understand why mother did what she did."Maya's eyes flashed with anger but his grip only tightened. She was trapped, and she knew it."Let me go" she spat, trying to struggle free. But he didn't budge."Not until you listen to me," he said, his voice firm. "Not until you understand."Maya's eyes narrowed, and she glared at him with pure hatred. But he just stared back at her, his expression unyielding."Fine," she spat finally. "I'll listen. But don't expect me to forgive you or your mother."His expression didn't change, but Maya saw a flicker of relief in his eyes. He nodded, and then began to speak."Mother grew up in poverty," he said. "She struggled to survive every day. And when she had us, she wanted a better life for us."Maya's eyes rolled in disgust. "

There were days in people's lives that was clouded, bleak and as if there was no purpose for them, no life to live, no missions to accomplish and worse no visions in sight to accomplish.That was what Maya currently felt as she made the walk to her hotel room. The meeting with the Cajetan's, no, her biological family wasn't what she wanted. Perhaps like her elder brother wanted, she was now getting a reality check. She wasn't a Jaiswal, never was and never will be. It wouldn't be long before Mrs Jaiswal would decide to use that for her own gains, or in other case, try to turn her a minion because of it. She slipped as she walked into her room. An envelope that had been left at the door caused it. She sighed angrily. The documents and documents again. What exactly did the sender want from her this time? Or was it already her mother trying to turn her into a minion of hers to keep the secret of her not being a Jaiswal. Even if she were to do that, she stood to lose more. Like her