"Send me forty thousand. I need to upgrade to a better wheelchair."

Karina frowned. "Didn't you just get a new wheelchair recently? Let's be real, it's not for the wheelchair, is it? You're just going to blow it on something else."

Caught off guard, Kieran's voice rose in anger. "Cut the crap! Just tell me, are you giving me the money or not? Give me forty thousand, and I'll stay out of your life for a while. Deal?"

Listening to his voice through the phone, Karina gripped her phone tightly, regret and frustration bubbling up inside her.

No one knew how much she regretted that day. If only she hadn't gone out, hadn't gotten into that car, or if she had been the one to die instead. At least then, she would be free. Instead, she was stuck, drained by this family like a parasite that wouldn't stop until they had sucked her dry.

Exhaustion weighed heavily in her voice as she responded, "I told you last time, I don't have any more money. No matter how many times you ask, the answer won't change. Do what you want. Post whatever you want. I don't care anymore."

Karina had always been careful, never doing anything to betray the Stone family. Whatever so-called dirt Kieran claimed to have was just his own delusion.

With that, Karina hung up and, when he called back, blocked his number.

enough. She was

with clothes, Karina stared blankly at the ceiling, the excitement from earlier completely drained. She looked like a lifeless puppet, her

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you

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single call reignited a

quickly finished getting ready and headed downstairs. Spotting a sleek luxury car parked on the lawn,

the car, Wilfred glanced at his phone before hearing her approach. His deep gaze lifted, pausing momentarily on

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she slid into the passenger seat. "Thank

over, noticing something,

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leaned back as if nothing had

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