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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looked at her for a long moment, then simply turned and walked

door

William. She really didn’t want to pick up, but

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me. 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

the

sighed on the other

wake up the next day to find several new messages from

shots of Charles sitting

was in the pictures, too. But that’s just how the Sinclair family was with Renee–spoiling her from a

I hope he haunts your dreams! Get this straight: no matter what I do, the Sinclair family’s always on my side. My brother would never fall for

stared at the screen, feeling nothing at all. She shut off

bed.

to the hospital to retrieve

at Joey’s gravestone, his back was hunched, and

have this

some snacks at the grave, then

something, but ended up just sighing

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

deathbed, I tried to visit you at the Grant family’s mansion, but Mrs. Grant blocked me at the door. She wanted you to just forget about the orphanage. Life here has always

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us to stay away, you

Yolanda was

just get a divorce. From now on, just bring some flowers here every year. Joey was a good kid–he wouldn’t ever blame you

gently. “Come on,

into the car, he turned his back and

the orphanage, then called someone in to fix

of the kids who’d witnessed Joey’s death that day had come

care.

she made it back to Moonbay Estate, Yolanda was absolutely

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