Miss Charity Burbage Novels & Stories

Even in this state, I had no sympathy for her. When I was pleading for her to have mercy on me and my baby, she responded by kicking me relentlessly. Fernandez had broken her arms and legs. It looked like he was committed to beating her to death. When she was on her last breath, I ordered him to stop. The only thing worse than death was to be suspended on the brink of death. I told him that the Roses were going to spare Goldhill Corporation from now on, to which he responded with a sigh of relief. He thanked us repeatedly before walking out without bothering to turn back.

I held another admission party for my son. This time, Sophia didn’t show up to cause trouble. After the party ended, I received another call from Mom. "Natalie, Sophia went to the police station but couldn’t find anyone. They said it’s been over ten years, and none of the officers remember that abandoned baby case anymore. If she wants to keep looking, she needs the original reporter’s ID! "I'm begging you, can you come back and help Sophia find her biological child?"

Kane sighed, releasing her so that she could get back to work. “Hopefully soon.” Margo sighed, sitting back in Dex’s chair. “I’m almost done anyway. It’ll be Dex’s turn and then I’ll be up.” “I’ll see you then.” Kane sighed, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her forehead. Margo slipped the headphones over her ears and immersed herself in the recording. She smirked as Bernard took a phone call. As she listened to the call she traced the number back to the owner. To her surprise she pulled up information on a well known disaster relief charity. The conversation taking place let her know that they were well aware of the operations that Bernard was involved in.

I was finally alone in this world. They wouldn't let me attend Mom's funeral. They wouldn't even let me visit her grave, so all I could do was kneel on the path we used to walk together, silently pleading for her forgiveness. I didn't dare to cry. I didn't deserve to. Because the hard truth was, I hadn't been able to save her. After the funeral, Carly came to visit me. She pulled me into a hug, her eyes glistening with tears, and whispered, "Thank you, Lina. Thank you for not ruining my life. The fire is over now, so never bring it up around Dad and Jacob again.

With Marcus sorting out all her enemies, she was spending the days relaxing in the gardens and getting some skin treatments and massages in private sessions. Her life was back to normal, just like it was when she first married Marcus, and she could not wait to give birth so that they would have a complete family. Her phone beeped, and it was from one of the members of the charity, inviting her to the charity. She had read the messages in the chat group but never posted or commented on anything. She did not want to seem desperate and impose herself, especially after the way they treated her when they believed the fake allegations. "We are choosing a new president, and we would like you to att

Waiting for me to beg. But then, the voice on the other end of the line sighed. "Dr. Tyler," the nurse said, "patient 028 passed away a week ago. Cardiac arrest. We couldn't save her. You… didn't know?" Mike stiffened. His fingers tightened around the phone. His breath caught, and for a second, he didn't move. "What are you talking about? I'm asking about patient 028. Not anyone else." The nurse hesitated. "Yes, Dr. Tyler. That's what I'm telling you. Patient 028—your mother-in-law—passed away last week. Didn't… didn't your wife tell you?"

After all, he had never loved me during our marriage, had he? But his face drained of color, his trembling fingers hovering over my urn. I hovered above him, trying to read his expression, wondering if he was truly mourning me, or if this was just another act. My mother, ever the picture of grace, strode over to Lucian’s side. She pulled his arm, trying to drag him away from the Urn while her tears flowed as though her heart were being torn from her chest. “How dare you come here today? After everything Elara did for you, you abandoned her when she needed you most! How dare you show your face in front of us?”

"Anna truly has no idea how good she has it. Not only is Bianca pretty and kind, but she also sponsors Anna by giving her some money every month. Now, she's even promising to let Anna work at her company after graduation." "I have no idea what Bianca sees in Anna. Even if we ignore her poor and shabby appearance, she's still incredibly ungrateful. She's nothing but a heartless wretch!" In my past life, I desperately tried to explain to everyone that Bianca had transferred seven million dollars out of my account and to herself after I was framed. She even pretended to be charitable and donated a few hundred dollars to me. I hadn't expected everyone to assume that I was being jealous, pointing

This made me laugh self-depricatingly. Seriously, I must be really blind in the past. It had been the same in the previous life. Ryan had hurriedly whisked me away. Eve was left to wait for his return all by herself. When he came back with the rescue team, the pod had already been buried under thick snow. Eve was left behind on the cold mountain forever. After that, Ryan showed very little emotion, even appearing indifferent at times. I had suggested taking Eve in as my adopted sister in order to help elevate her status, but he rejected it.

Mercy says from the other end of the line. Mercy transferred from our Ohio Chapter to stay here in Kanla a few weeks before we met Beggar, it only became official two months ago. She used to be a special ops informant until her twin died four years ago after she got the wrong Intel and sixteen people dead. I call it bad judgment, our superiors said it wasn't her fault, but one thing I've always known about Mercy was that she never believed in bullshit. And we both knew it was her fault and when she asked me I told her.