THE BILLIONAIRE'S FAKE FIANCÉE...

ngly sat up on her bed, half awake, rubbing her eyes and heaved a heavy sigh. She f

s despite the struggle. She remembered how she insisted on going to the mall, which led to an accident causing her father's death. She wished she had not fo

ht to herself. She got up from the bed

mb

"Why isn't breakfast ready yet!? Do yo

stop the tears from dropping. "Coming," she grum

called again. This time, they threatened to take the hous

"Why don't you do the work instead?

d you sa

or this family. I work tooth and nail just to ensure the debt is cl

te her statement, a resoundi

u speak to me in that manne

money to settle your late father's debt. You're the reason he's dead, so

aloud still made her stomach twist. She wiped her eyes and continued making breakfast and setting the dining table. As she walked past her si

"Thanks Am, you're the best." It was the only ki

e had weights strapped on her ankles. She was tired of everything - the unending debt to be paid, the unpaid bills taped on the fridge like a vision

s were horses.

-mat. She picked it up, looking left and right, wondering who must have kept it there and what w

n to the restaurant. As she carefully opened the door, hoping not to

allen. "I'm so sorry," she said, rushing to tie

your workload on other members of staff. The customers have been wa

art dr

t happen

t to let you go. This is your last warning. Now,

she headed t

ina whispered as sh

nsults from rude customers who treated her like she meant nothing. In the city of R

ounter. "You know you really have to take

choice. I have a lot of debt and responsib

rming will soon come to our

st dreams," Am

and continued th

ent back to the envelope. She reach

Rina asked ou

t at the door this morni

be the answer to our pray

f Rina with a smirk on her face

does it say? Let me see" Rina

Is this real? It

k it's real..."

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