After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 105

Yolanda’s throat was burning, so sore that she couldn’t even get a word out.

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Charles stood in front of her, gently ruffling her hair. “Tell William there’s no need to call the police. Let’s not make a big scene out of this.”

She found it almost hilarious, but just as she was about to reply, Charles spoke again.

“The orphanage has been in that part of town for years. Truth is, the lease on that land expired six months ago–it was supposed to go up for auction, but I bought the rights. It’s pretty remote, and I haven’t figured out what to do with it, so it’s just sitting there.”

That statement was a plain threat. Charles held the rights to that land, and if he wanted, he could kick the orphanage out any time.

Right now, there were more than thirty kids living in the orphanage, plus William, the director. Finding a place for all of them would be tough.

Even if she had cash, it was Charles’s money anyway. If he wanted to, he could freeze her account in a heartbeat.

The Sinclair family was just too big and powerful. Yolanda and William together were nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to them.

Charles’s fingers gently gripped her chin, tilting her face up. “Renee hasn’t been doing well lately. I’ll have someone keep an eye on her so she doesn’t sneak out again. Yolanda, talk to William about this, okay?”

Yolanda looked up at him.

Charles thought he caught a faint trace of hatred flicker in her eyes—as if he might be imagining things.

He froze, wondering if he’d imagined it.

“Charles, don’t you think this kind of move is messed up?” she asked.

“Are you saying this is my fault?” he replied.

“How could I dare?” she muttered.

He pulled her close and kissed her hair. “Come on, don’t be mad. I’ll have Jack pick out some new bags for you. If you’re feeling down, just head out and go shopping or something.”

Yolanda just felt powerless. She forced a half–smile, turning her back to him. “600 grand to buy a life—if Renee can finally sleep, I guess that’s worth it.”

Charles’s face turned grim. “So what do you want from me? She’s the Sinclair family’s daughter, you know that. I can’t just trade one life for another.”

“How could I even dare ask that, Charles? I’m just exhausted. I just want to sleep,” she muttered.

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door closed, Yolanda’s

William. She really didn’t want to

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He wanted to settle this off the books–I told him to beat it. But after thinking it over, maybe this is all we can do. You’re caught in the middle, and there’s no way we can win against him. I refused the 600 grand. I just can’t stand the

mouth, but in the

on the other end and hung

only to wake up the next day to find

Charles sitting by

was with Renee–spoiling her from a young age, never letting anything bad happen

didn’t finish you off–now that pathetic kid paid the price instead. Heard you knew him. I hope he haunts your dreams! Get this straight: no matter what I do, the Sinclair family’s always on my

She shut off the display, letting the phone drop onto

bed.

to the hospital to retrieve Joey’s body. They took him for cremation, then

just a few days. Standing at

didn’t have

grave, then set the

wanting to say something, but ended

grow up all the way to ten years old. I know exactly what kind of child you are. Let it go this time, okay? Don’t make me worry about you, please,” William said, unable to hide his

her lips together and forced a smile. “William, I won’t do anything. You have

Mrs. Grant blocked me at the door. She wanted you to just forget about the orphanage. Life here has always been tough–my wife and I truly cared about you, but we barely had enough to eat, splitting

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stubbornness deep in your bones. Even after the Grant family paid us to stay away, you sent gifts here over and over. My wife always brought you

these children, Yolanda was

Live your own life. If things ever get too hard for you, just get a divorce. From now on, just bring some flowers here every year. Joey was a good kid–he

smile, taking his arm gently. “Come on, William.

taken his words to heart. As he settled into the car,

then called someone in to fix up the marks left by

the kids who’d witnessed Joey’s death that day

care.

made it back to Moonbay Estate, Yolanda was