Billionaire Heiress - The man who saved me.
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exhaustin
ight on my computer, analyzing data and organizing my work. If I was goin
sleep-I hadn't closed my eyes once all night, d
jobs I took on to support mys
myself when all these sl
dive into sleep. But the second I started to doze Madison stormed int
we're about to lose th
g what I already knew was com
by today," she snap
did he
w? He said he was done waiting for us. He's th
he headache increase. "I know, I mean I am d
ng useful, when are you going to look for a better job inst
voice calm. " You know how hard it is to get high-paying jobs, but trust me when I say that I
have time Mason!" she threw her hands up in the air in frustr
you want me
op sitting in front of your computer investing yo
o trade words with her. "I know you are frus
, stop being unrealistic and wake up! You need an actual job that would pay you a go
rgue. "Madison, you are not listening to me I'm
ter all night like it's going to put food on the table
ng? Can you please just ho
for you to start your own robotics company. I want more, Mason. I want to be able to buy nice t
job because he was flirting with you, he
ke you have so many job offers waiting out your door, I turned him down Mason, and I to
, take you on trips, and buy you designer clothes, just believe in me," I pleaded, looking into her ey
ired of believi
I can't afford to lose you, I promise to wo
n will t
soon M
sorry Mason, I don't think I can wait, I'm not interested in you anymore, it's
ay, I'll make
on the landlord will be back and he will send us pac
lend me some money. I jus
lea
e you goin
e anymore. "I don't think I can do this anymore, Mason." With that,
piercing my heart. She was right, I needed to do something but first of all
ng me shiver as I got into my old Toyota Cam
dless struggle to make things work. A wave of frustration washed ov
e only high-paying job I had because my boss was open
't be fulfilled but at least I
road without control. But then, out of nowhere, it veered sharply, swerving out
spered, slamm
ed in, smoke already starting to rise from under the hood. I could see a young woman slumped over
mbling as I reached for her. "Hey, m
Carefully, I unbuckled her seatbelt and lifted her into my arms, carryin
car. The driver was still trapped, pinned under the twisted metal.
ir!" he ga
, running back to him. I tried to pull open the
a
help me..." he ga
as I pulled with all my strength. But the door wouldn'
open up!" I muttered, tryi
at me with a horrible defeated gaze. "J
ck up from under the hood. There was no time left. I backed away, my chest tightening as I turned and ra
ked back at the wreckage. The car was engulfedg unconscious in my back seat. I didn't know who she was or where she'd been goi
t hospital, hoping to find answers, but th