Chapter 89 Chapter

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"I raised you all these years and this is how you repay me?"

I sneered back, "If by nurturing you mean locking me up in the attic and assigning me the appropriate amount of food based on the amount of chores I do, then why don't you raise Alice that way?"

With that said, I ignored his angry curses and hung up the phone.

Whenever I am alone, I think of the past.

They are as far away as a shadow, but as close as a shudder.

For years, almost every drop of my heart and soul went to subsidising my adoptive parents, paying off the gambling debts they owed, and keeping their-pack's running.

But they never changed their ways, they were still addicted to gambling, and this endless vicious cycle exhausted me.

But now, I'm finally free.

I'm free to decide where my money goes, free to spend it on people and things that matter.

As I sat at the small kitchen table, sunlight filtering through the window, I weighed the possibilities in my mind.

What did I want to do with this newfound freedom? My thoughts drifted to the orphanage, a place that had always held a special spot in my heart.

Once, I was nearly an orphan myself, and now that I had the means, I wanted to help those children, to give them a future brighter than the one that had once seemed destined for me. The decision came quietly, like a gentle breeze stirring the leaves.

I would keep some of the money for myself, for small pleasures and future needs, but the rest-yes, the rest would go to the orphanage.

Those children deserved better.

as Leo and I sat down for breakfast, I brought up

orphanage," I said, trying to

time I gave

as always, but I noticed a flicker of something in his

that I have no official business to attend to this weekend," he replied. "I

raised an eyebrow,

never had the concept of a day

and even the most

the familiar longing of a man

here he was, offering to spend the day

rare and unexpected gesture, one that warmed my heart

was struck by

face lit up with a broad

advance? I would have sent

because Leo coughed lightly, his expression a mix

the World, the Cold

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director know you?" I asked,

kind eyes and

charity events.

cut in with his

Pack's image," he

saw through the

warm within, wasn't as

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