Novel & Cerita By Virtue I Fall Cora Reilly

Cora sauntered into the office and slumped into the seat on the other side of Gemma's desk. "I know what you are going to ask me." Her voice lowered slightly. "Then give me the answers you know I need." She prompted even while knowing what to expect. "You don't deserve any of the things you have." Cora deadpanned, making Gemma want to burst into laughter. "Everything I have is my own sweat and blood. How do I not deserve it? You're not going to claim that I stole your ideas, are you?" Cora freely picked up the box containing chocolate candies and took out two, popping one into her mouth. "Ignorance should be considered a crime."

The night was clear, and the city lights glittered below. My phone vibrated with a message from Emily. It was a long one. She said she had also left Trehill later and joined another company, but never felt at ease. She apologized for helping Daniel manipulate me back then, saying that only now did she realize that exploiting people who truly worked hard would eventually destroy the morale of the entire team. She wished me well. After reading it, I didn’t reply. Some wounds couldn’t be erased with just a single apology. Some roads, once walked, couldn’t be turned back from.

"He's famous? Barclay is actually famous now? He was a nobody when I was with him, but now that my life is ruined, he's famous? "Why? Why is this happening to me?" Suddenly, her expression shifted, as if she had figured something out. She stared at me with a crazed look. "No. That wasn't a dream. You're getting revenge on me! All of this is your doing. You're punishing me!" The more she spoke, the more frantic she became. Eventually, the guards had to end the visit and drag her away. Thinking back on everything, I asked myself, was I truly getting revenge?

Theo held a flash drive, casually tossing it in the air. “Sorry to barge in,” Jin said, his tone deceptively calm. “But we thought this might clear a few things up.” “What is the meaning of this?” my dad demanded, his eyes narrowing. Without waiting for permission, Theo walked past my parents and plugged the flash drive into the living room TV. The screen flickered to life, and a video began to play. It was Catty, her voice unmistakable. “I mean, it wasn’t even that hard,” she bragged to someone off-camera, her tone dripping with glee. “Everyone already thinks Cora’s a mess. All I had to do was push her over the edge. And honestly? Watching her squirm has been so worth it.”

"I-I don't think I can do this, Fatima. I promised myself I wouldn't get involved in this, but... but if this is the way to make my father get better—" "—why don't you accept it?" Fatima finished her sentence. "Fatima, I promised myself I wouldn't sell myself. I promised myself I would give my virginity to the man I love. I don't know, Fatima. It feels like my mind is about to explode."

Hands on her hips, eyes glaring at me, she snapped, “Don’t pretend to be broke! After you fell from that building, the insurance payout alone has to be way more than that! I’ve humbled myself enough to save your face. Don’t push it!” I immediately caught the hidden meaning and demanded, “So you knew I was the one who fell? In that case, do you also know that you and Derek were the ones who cut the rope?” Her expression instantly went pale as she realized she’d slipped up. Her eyes darted around anxiously, panic flickering across her face. However, just a moment later, she forced herself into calm. She lifted her chin, like a criminal who had nothing left to lose.

“Fourteen years. That earns you something. But Drew? He’s got people now. Real people. You start sniffing around, they’ll notice. And they won’t care who took the fall.” Meekey smirked. “Let ‘em notice.” “You trying to get revenge?” She shook her head. “Not revenge.” He looked at her a long moment. “Then what?” “Balance.”

"Because my ex did the same thing to me. Posted all over I*******m about how much better his new girlfriend is. How I was mediocre. How he upgraded." "That's fucked up." "Yeah. It is." She's not looking at her phone anymore. She's looking at me. I'm still shooting. "Did you believe him?" she asks. "For a while. Then I realized he was just trying to make himself feel powerful. Making me feel small made him feel big." Mia nods slowly. "Yeah. That sounds right." I take a few more shots. Then I lower the camera. "Time's up," Claire says. She walks over. Holds out her hand for the camera.

KANE I take Violet to my room and Cora is quick to get up from the floor. My eyes flicker towards her and I find her staring at Violet’s unconscious face. Violet was so adamant on saving this girl, but now, Cora doesn’t remember her. How pathetic can this be? I inhale deeply and throw my head down before walking straight to the bathroom. Before Violet wakes up, it’s better for her to be cleaned and put to bed. Nothing can help her get over the trauma, but at least she will not feel too shameful towards herself.

There were people like this in the world,people who did the right thing quietly, without applause, simply because they could not bring themselves to do otherwise. I had not known enough of them in my first life. "Thank you," I said, and I meant it. Mr. Walter blinked, as though genuine gratitude from Vivian Salvatore was something he had not been expecting. He recovered quickly from the shock. "What would you like to do?" I looked at the tablet in my hand. At the financial reports, the board meeting minutes, the quiet record of three months of theft conducted by men who had been certain that the woman in the coma was not coming back.