NovelEnglishThrough him, I had learned the true depths of human depravity.
That night, when Jean called and asked if | had succeeded in divorcing him, | said no. She was livid and started
shouting profanities at him.
| stopped her. “I need your help,”
“All cars, Tay.”
“I want to sell my company’s stocks. Your web of connections is wide enough to getpotential buyers, I'm
sure. Any names you can think of?”
Jean picked up on my intention instantly. “Aha! You're trying to gather enough money to help Sarah!”
“Exactly. Lwill not allow the Zacks to bully her. If I'm the one who provides her with this money, that company
will be hers instead of theirs!” | replied firmly.
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That way, Marcus and his ilk would have to answer to Sarah
“Easy peasy. Your company’s been doing well, right? Tons of people will be happy to buy your shares. My brother
even toldto quit working on my family business and just invest in your business!”
“That's a deal! I'll sell them at a lower rate,” | said.
Jean’s words were a jolt of encouragement. | felt hopeful again,
Things went really well. With my best friend's help, | managed to secure more potential buyers within our circle.
They were all friends who knew my character-and more importantly, they understood | was in an emergency.
They wiredthe investment before the procedures were even completed.
It didn’t takethree days to gather 4,000,000 dollars. With a bank loan and my own savings, it was enough.
My aunt had always been competent. The only reason she had retired was that Marcus had whispered sweet
nothings into her ears and convinced her it would be fine. But now, she wasn’t going to be fooled again.
With my help and armed with her own competence, she managed to force Marcus into signing an agreement and
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My aunt did what my mother could not-she won.
As | watched the livid, hapless faces of the Zacks, | felt a surge of happiness. | could imagine Harry and the Jones
suffering the sfate one day.
My divorce application had been accepted by the court, too. The proceedings would begin in June.
Now that everything was moving in the direction | wanted, could finally focus on work.
| worked overtinto late nights for a while and completed Lisbeth’s last two gowns a week before her birthday.
This time, | delivered my work personally.
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Honestly, | wasn’t sure if it was out of respect and admiration for Lisbeth or if | was just hoping to see someone.
Lisbeth was overjoyed to see me. She tried on the gowns and was delighted.
She was wonderful in them. She looked like a queen, regal and beautiful, with features that exuded elegance.
And yet, she was also down-to-earth, kind, and approachable.
| couldn’t help but praise her.
My compliments enlivened her even more. She invitedto lunch again.
“Soren toldthat you love Chef Remy’s food. That's why I've invited the man to chere to make lunch for
you,” Lisbeth said. “You won't reject my lunch invitation this time, now!”
Hearing Lisbeth talk about Soren remindedof what he had toldthe last twe had dinner together.
Apparently, Soren had an adopted older brother. He was the son of his father’s partner from when the old man
served in the military The Keways treated him as their own, so he was considered the oldest of the three.
He worked in the military and, by now, had beca high ranking officer
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