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What she doesn’t know is about what Ryan says made it was a payoff for his father’s debt to her father. Ryan's father was heavily indebted to her father because of his addiction to gambling, alcohol, and women. Until he was forced to sell his share in the restaurant to her father so that his creditor would not sue him. That was what she knew had really happened and was different from what her husband was now saying and shouting in her face.

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Or so she thought. “Apologies, mother. I just wanted to help you out” she said fighting the tears from falling. “If you want to help out, ask your husband to allot a specific berth for Uncle Clint” “Uncle Clint has secured a deal overseas. It’s an import/export business and it cannot be delayed” Minerva has composed herself again. “Don’t worry about the marina, Celine. Uncle Clint has a lot of dealings from overseas” “This Maverick deal is just spare change to us” she said arrogantly.

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In one of the buds, a tiny almost invisible marking was made in black A small cursive ‘K’ My stomach dropped. NO. To be continued.......

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, she said straightening his shirt "Okay", Kavinsky replied. "Wait, have you taken your clothes to the dry cleaning company?", Mrs. Mark asked all of a sudden "No", Kavinsky said putting up a confused look "Why?", Mrs. Mark asked in surprise "Tomorrow is Saturday, I will take it tomorrow", he replied going out of the door quickly and shutting it behind him. "Such a rude kid", Mrs. Mark commented silently and smiled before retreating to the kitchen. She finished preparing breakfast minutes later and she ate all alone in the dining room. * * *

Iris waved his hand in denial. Dean is quite satisfied, a special teacher is so different. She knows how to take care of the disabled child in the best way. He approached his nephew and was offered an insect box with a few air vents as a precious object. Dean patted his nephew's head, praised him "well done." Staying here for a while, probably won't lose the kids in the countryside so much. “Is everyone preparing food for the wedding or what?” Dean asked. "Charity. Vegetarian rice is 0 VND for the poor and those who like to be vegetarian. To avoid killing and harming animals for that day, that is a good day. Reduce bad karma ( bad action) to have a favorable life.

Zack walks in, and I internally groan when I see the file in his hand. I swear I can’t catch a fucking break. "Sir." He greets politely as he shuts the door behind him, and I wince. "I told you to just call me Alexander. You’re older than me." I complain as he crosses over the room. Zack chuckles as he pushes back the seat before me and drops on it. He slams the file on the table and wraps his hands around the arm of the chair, using his grip as an aid to drag it forward, the metal scraping against the tile. "I might be older, but you’re higher in power. It’s only respectful to–"

"Cain.. I nearly jumped out of my skin when he punched the wall. I cringed hearing the sickening sound of a crack. I jumped off the bed, hobbled over to him and grabbed his hand, thinking he had shattered every bone in it. Cain stretched out his perfectly straight fingers in my hand and I sighed in relief. Looking up at the wall, I saw the way he had pounded through the drywall and cracked the stone that was behind it. I gulped, noticing the damage done to the wall didn't match his woundless knuckles.