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Gritting my teeth, I pushed forward, each step a battle against the treacherous terrain and the worsening weather. The rain lashed down mercilessly, soaking me to the bone. Cold seeped into my bones, chilling me to the core. Anna, clinging tightly to my neck, mumbled something incoherent. I couldn't make out the words, but the fear in her voice spurred me on. Time stretched into an agonizing eternity. The world blurred into a swirling mess of rain, wind, and muddy earth. I stumbled and nearly fell, exhaustion gnawing at the edges of my strength. But the thought of Anna, injured and alone, kept me moving.

Chapter 44. Ana’s POV. One week and 4 days later. ‘I think I’ll be needing a job soon,’ I whispered underneath my breath as I scrolled through my phone. I was trying to see if I’ll be connected to any of the remote writing jobs available. I didn’t want to do this because I had no money or perhaps, either Massimo or my dad couldn’t care for me, but I needed to earn a living on my own as a lady and a wife, not just sit and depend on the cash from my Millionaire father and Billionaire husband. The room was looking littered with clothes all over while I sat at the edge of the bed. I could see the silver lining Isabel gave me two days ago, sitting right at the edge of the drawer. That wasn’t so g

I was sucked into some game world with 99 other people. The system's robotic voice announced, "Welcome, all 100 players, to the Survival of the Poorest. Starting funds: 50 dollars. Objective: Survive 7 days inside the game. The winner gets one million dollars in prize money! Overspending, dying, or stepping outside the designated area will be treated as a forfeit, and you will carry one million dollars in debt." The voice paused for a moment. Then, with a sly tone, it continued, "Now then, do any cowards want to back out?"

People had told me before that Micah's background was unusual, but looking at our drafty house and shabby furniture, I would never have believed that Micah was actually wealthy. Thinking about it now, I suppose it really must have been hard on him, to be willing to endure living in that dilapidated house for five years. Seeing my silence, Anna asked me curiously, "Mommy, does Daddy have a lot of money? Did he order that piano for me?" Anna was still too young to understand the relationship between the people on the second floor. Looking at her dress that had been washed until it faded, I opened my mouth but couldn't find the words.

"How do you think we should handle this, then, Mrs. Emerson?" Mom lowered her gaze to the smashed, ruined cake on the floor and looked back up at me. "Word is people from poor mountain gullies spend their whole lives pinching pennies and hate wasting things the most. Why don't you get on your knees and eat everything on the floor clean for me?" The guests around us watched the scene unfold, whispering and murmuring among themselves. Their gazes surged toward me like a tide, weighing down on me so heavily that I could barely breathe.

"The funeral of my pride." "You chose to take responsibility. Now you have to go through with it with your head held high." "I know, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't feel ashamed." Adrian didn't answer. He just looked at his friend with an unreadable expression. "Rena is ready. Ana did her makeup." Hearing Ana's name, Sebastian was slightly surprised. "Ana is here?" "She offered to help. Leon said Ana wanted to help. She said she knows what it's like to be a woman who feels worthless. You know, Ana used to be very fat too."

A sad look on his face. "Anam cared for you. Did she deserved what you did to her" I raised my voice, I can't see Anan hurt and the person sitting in front of me hurt her very badly " Anam did not deserve anything bad. I am the worst person to befriend with " his eyes were filled with water he had his head down not looking at me. I never saw him like this. we all grew up together, Ammar has always been the sweet guy he cared for everyone

Mrs Susan's anger rose highly at the hearing of Sandra's emotional out pour. She began to breath rapidly. Her face became frowned as she clench her teeth repeatedly. "Yes. I choose everything for you because all that you always choose are awkward. You chose a pauper over a rich guy. You always choose ridiculous things!" Mrs Susan fired back. "Mum, what do you want to do with Alex's morning? Don't you have enough money already?" Sandra asked with tears on her face.

Selena's POV. "You slept with him?" Ana asked, eyes going wide in shock. I clamp a hand over her mouth and check to see if anyone noticed or heard her words, luckily for use the medbay was empty at this time, with the increase in poverty only very few could actually afford an decent health care.