All Chapters of I Built Her Future, She Burned It: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I used what remaining strength I had to dial 911. In the hospital, a doctor gave me an allergy shot before putting me through nebulizer therapy. Right after leaving the ER, I tapped on the GPS that was installed on my phone.I was the one who bought Delilah her phone. That meant I never turned off the location-sharing feature right from the start.In the past, I kept it on for the sake of her safety. Now, it became the only clue to her whereabouts.Soon, I hailed a cab to Delilah's current location. After going through a bumpy ride in tiny alleyways that were filled with potholes for 20 minutes, the cab finally stopped outside a six-storied red-brick building.Some people were playing poker in a room downstairs. I could hear a married couple boasting to the other players smugly."My son, Doug, brought that rich girl home with him today! I bet he's already taken his pants off by now!""That rich girl is obsessed with him! In just half a year, we've obtained over five thousand do

"Who else entered my office today?"Tanya was momentarily taken aback by my question."Your sister dropped by earlier. She said that she needed to fetch a document for you, so I allowed her entry."I grabbed my car keys and rushed out of my office right away. As soon as I opened the front door, I saw Delilah sitting on the couch. She happened to be snacking on some potato chips while watching a reality show.The moment she saw me, she beamed at me happily."Why are you back from work so early today, Trish?"In a tone as dark as a brewing storm, I said, "You stole some documents from my office."Delilah froze in the middle of grabbing more chips from the bag."No way! What are you talking about, Trish?"In one swift motion, I knocked the bottle of soda off the coffee table. The dark brown liquid was instantly spilled all over Delilah's clothes."Lies! You stole them just so you could give them to Douglas! Did you know that he sold the key data to a rival company of mine? Do

Two female police officers rushed into the room to hold Delilah down immediately.But she was struggling so violently that the officers almost failed to secure her. She kept craning her neck in my direction while screaming at me in a shrill tone that tore through the room."Look, Trish! Look at your biological sister! Look at the way she's bleeding right now! Doesn't your heart ache for her?"It was then I drew to my feet. My chair let out a dull noise as its legs scraped against the floor."Please assign her a solitary cell without any sharp objects. Keep her under surveillance at all times. Just patch her up whenever she hurts herself. I'll fork out the medical fees."I gazed at the police officers as I named my conditions in a firm, unwavering tone. "However, I won't drop the charges."The officers pinned Delilah down, and she had her cheek pressed against the surface of the cold, metallic table. The moment she heard me, she could no longer maintain the smile on her face. Her

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end."My name is Joan Green."Joan lay motionless on the floor as she began to speak in an eerily calm tone. It was as though she was telling a story of someone else's life instead of her own."After I failed my mission, the system chucked me back into my original body."Apparently, Joan's father had accepted a huge amount of money in favor of selling her to a 40-year-old man.That man had a son who was four years younger than her.Joan told me that the man would beat her up whenever he drank. If he thought that whipping her with a belt wasn't enough to vent his frustrations, he'd resort to branding her skin with lit cigarettes. And if that wasn't enough, he'd kick her black and blue.After she sat up, she rolled up her sleeve, revealing scars littering her arm. New scars would overlap with old ones. Fresh bruises bloomed on top of the other fading blotches.Joan showed me her injuries, as though she was presenting the evidence of her wo