Desires Die Hard

Chapter 11

Eudora climbed to her feet instantly when she heard the sound of the bell ringing. Her petite form swayed from side to side as she tugged at Ellie and said sweetly to her aunt. “Elle…Elle…”

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“What a good girl you are, Dora! Ellie’s going to open the door now. It must be your mom. She’s back!” Ellie tousled the little girl’s hair fondly. She gave Nathaniel a pat on his head, then headed to the door.

The door swung open. She was right. It was Anya.

Nathaniel and Eudora tottered towards Anya happily as soon as she stepped into the apartment and threw their arms around her.

Anya squatted down and gave them a tight hug. She rubbed her cheeks fiercely against theirs. Her children were simply too adorable. Feeling them in her arms gave her the motivation to keep on going.

“Ellie, I’ve got one bag of milk today. You can warm the milk up for Dora and Nate tonight. I have a lot of work to get done today. I’ll be working late so I won’t be home early,” Anya said as she held onto her kids’ hands and stood up.

There was a note of concern in Ellie’s voice. “You just started work. Why are you working late on your first day at work?”

“Can’t be helped. I’m new and have a lot to learn,” Anya said before pulling out the bag of milk and handing it to Ellie.

The latter hurried into the kitchen and placed the bag of milk in the fridge.

“Right, Anya…about your mother’s inheritance…we should speak to a lawyer,” Ellie said as she made her way out of the kitchen.

“I know.” She couldn’t simply take it forcefully. Life didn’t work like that. “But good lawyers…are expensive. Besides, I’m worried that the MacMillans might pay the lawyers off.”

to find a lawyer who hadn’t been paid off by the MacMillans. It must be a good lawyer who could fight their case for

she was going to get back the inheritance that

rest of her problems? She would find some way

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she had gotten to know a few

might be able to help her out

She lifted Nathaniel and Eudora into her arms. It was time to feed

as she cradled her children

her lunch up. Minutes later, she emerged from the kitchen and brought a tray of

won’t.” Traveling back home and then back to the office after dinner would take too much

the night in the office. She wanted to come home and

softly and nodded. “I’ll have dinner with

children of

Anya like her

her elder sister. If their family hadn’t fallen into poverty, the MacMillans wouldn’t have mistreated her sister and subjected her to abuse and torment. They were the reason she had fallen into depression and fallen ill. They were the cause of her

break all over

precious darlings in their

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Chapter 11

stop saying the word that

had flipped

could barely talk. But they were slowly saying simple words like ‘mama’,

time they called Anya ‘mama’, the young