Chapter 21 Haven’t You Learned Your Lesson?

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Caroline’s weariness was instantly evident as she retrieved her phone and saw her father’s call.

Suppressing the pain in her ankle, she hurriedly left the kitchen to answer the call.

“Hello,” Caroline’s voice sounded dull.

“Why didn’t you call me, Carol?” Bradley asked

Caroline replied, “You added my number to your blacklist because you were afraid someone would trace you through me. Did you forget?”

Bradley let out an awkward laugh. “Yes, I forgot. Never mind. Where are you now?”

“I’m working overtime,” Caroline responded

Bradley commented, “Ah, working overtime is good. You can earn more. Carol, do you have any money now?”

Caroline tightened her grip on the glass in her hand. Did he care about nothing besides money? Had he forgotten so quickly that he left her alone at the casino the other day?

“I don’t. I used all my money to repay your debt!” Caroline’s voice turned harsh.

“Even if you have a few dollars, it’s fine. Don’t you have anything? Bradley grew anxious.

Bitterness welled up in her heart. “Dad, are you trying to push me to a desperate end? You never paid for Mom’s medical expenses, and I even repaid your debt. What more do you want?”

“Why are you saying that? I raised you. So what if I use some of your money?” Bradley retorted.

A brief sniff escaped her before she suppressed her emotions and explained, “I don’t have any money. Just wait until next month.”

interrupted. “I want the money now. If you don’t give

you learned your lesson from the other day?”

to give it to me? Then I’ll cause a scene

dollars!” Caroline’s voice trembled with fury. “That’s

me to get a meal. Transfer it to me now.”

Caroline weakly leaned her hand against the kitchen counter, tears streaming down

have such

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days, Caroline hardly left her bedroom.

morning sickness and rapid weight loss due to the looming deadline for a competition draft.

she came up with an idea and completed her draft, allowing

she went downstairs

entered the house with

her exhausted and pale appearance, his

a few days, she had evidently subjected

torture.

to such limits

gaze from him indifferently and took a seat at

dishes, the overwhelming nausea forced her to

washroom once again

at the sight, wondering

Lily emerged from the kitchen with dishes in hand. Upon spotting Evan, she quickly approached him. “Mr.

his tie. “Hasn’t she been

face. “Ms. Shenton has been burning the midnight oil lately. She has become noticeably slimmer,

midnight oil?” Evan glanced towards the tightly shut washroom. “What has

working on?”

that

-been sketching.”

picked up one of the discarded drafts and

not listed on her resume. When did she start

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