Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 233 Carl, I Think We Should Give a Try

Chapter 233 Carl, I Think We Should Give It a Try

1 sat in the car, sipping on a

sweet fruit tea.

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Back in the day. I used to work nonstop, grinding away like a mule. The only drink I could afford myself was that bitter, disgusting iced Americano, forcing myself to stay awake.

But the beauty of being reborn is that it gave me the chance to relive the simple joys of being a carefree girl again.

After Monica and Sadie had cried and wailed long enough, they finally got in the car. The moment Sadie saw the slight smile on my lips, she scoffed and sneered, "Why are you here? What bad luck." She had no idea what was waiting for her.

But I was in a good nod, so I didn't bother to argue with her.

When the car pulled up to the Bolton Residence, Sadie looked completely confused. "Mom, why are we at the Bolton Residence? I just want to go home and take a shower."

Monica's expression turned awkward. She couldn't exactly tell Sadie that they'd already been kicked out of their house, could she?

"By the way, where's my dad? Why didn't he come to pick me up?" Sadie asked.

I crossed my arms and said flatly, "What, did you think you were some kind of returning scholar, riding home in glory with a parade to greet you? You're ridiculous."

Zoey, don't think that just because you married some guy, you can do whatever you want. You better watch yourself, or I'll tell Dad, and he'll-"

This girl had just spent an entire day locked up and still didn't show the slightest sign of reflection. She was just as brainless as ever.

If someone didn't put her in her place, who knows what kind of trouble she'd cause in the future?

But don't worry. It wouldn't be long before she got a taste of what it felt like to be slapped around by reality.

"Enough, Sadie! Stop talking!" Monica scolded her in a low voice.

Sadie started to sense that something wasn't right, but I just rolled my eyes at her. "Go ahead and take a shower in the guest room and change into some clean clothes. When you're done, come out and sign some papers.

"Sign what papers?" she asked warily.

"You'll find out soon enough."

I opened the car door and got out, gesturing for one of the housekeepers to take her upstairs to freshen

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living room, I was lounging barefoot on the sofa, wrapped in a

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tailored gown.

working like a beast of burden, I was determined

fullest.

the sofa across from me, fidgeting non-stop. Sadie glanced nervously at Damian, who stood behind

the Bolton Residence? What going on?" Sadie

documents onto the table in front of her and said

her expression instantly changed. "What is

the entire story. Sadie exploded in anger. She grabbed the documents in front of her

"I'm not signing anything!"

sign," I said

I was able to get you out, I can have Carter send you right back in. And next time? You'll rot in there. Considering all the things you've done to me in the past, it wouldn't take much for me to pay a few people in prison to make sure the rest of your life is a living hell." "Zoey, you

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it on the table. "Ms. Sadie, feel free to tear this one up too. Just know, whichever finger you use to rip it, I'll make sure to break that finger," he said in an icy tone.

and despite her tantrum, Damian's unyielding pressure left her no choice but to

some kind of fantasy, thinking Bill was

anger cooled, he'd forgive

came, Bill wouldn't have a single. excuse left-he'd have no choice but

leaving, I generously transferred her

her? That money wouldn't last her a day. And when she spent it all, I couldn't help

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"Good" I nodded.

the window at the sky. "It's almost

on winter break, and I could occasionally hear the sound

time of year. I'd be rushing around, handling

by the time I got back to the Sanders home on New Year's Eve, I'd find that everyone had already eaten without me. To them,