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Chapter 77

Chapter 77

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If it hadn’t been for the sake of his old friend, Curtis would have kicked Maurice, Tina, and Harriet out long before they started causing trouble.

So there they went, sulking away through the wilderness. They couldn’t catch a ride and had to trek it on foot.

As they walked, Tina complained about her aching feet in her high heels. “Mr. Ramirez could’ve at least sent a car for us. If I hurt my feet, I’ll never hear the end of it from those other ladies tomorrow.”

The high–society women were all about perfection; none of them would let a single flaw slide.

Maurice was getting fed up with her constant whining. “You spend all day chattering about petty things like this! When are you going to start caring about the company?”

“What do you mean ‘when‘? I care plenty! All this effort to connect with the socialites is to get their husbands to help you out. If you had any ambition, I wouldn’t have to work this hard!” Tina felt completely justified in her frustration

But barely had the words left her mouth when Maurice slapped her hard, sending her tumbling to the ground. “Say that again?!”

He stood over her, his expression dark and menacing. Tina was stunned, her heart racing as she looked up.

In the dimming light, she suddenly realized that while she was still living a life of luxury, her husband had grown thinner and more sullen, his cheeks hollow and his demeanor almost sickly.

“Hubby…” she called out, her voice trembling, scared to even express her anger.

Maurice felt his phone buzzing in his pocket and pulled it out. His heart dropped as he saw a flood of text messages from various banks, all rejecting his loan applications.

‘What’s happening?‘ he thought. Just when he had let off some steam and felt a bit of relief, everything went dark before his eyes, and he staggered back a couple of steps.

“Dad, are you okay?” Harriet rushed over to support him, her voice shaky, clearly frightened after witnessing the earlier

scene.

down at her and suddenly remembered Warren’s connections with the banks. He had only been able to secure loans previously because Warren had pulled strings for him. Now, with all

mind: ‘Be prepared to pay the price! In a sudden rash decision, he grabbed Harriet

as her head hit a rock, blood pouring

daughter, screaming,

child that isn’t even mine! Now look

assault, yelling, “Who the hell taught you to scheme against Warren? You fools! Ignorant

quickly grew silent, save

see traces of the military search about three to four hundred meters in, as most of the missing students had already been sent out.

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Chapter 77

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tree and headed in the

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should be close to their trail now! Quinlys

and took the lead, spreading everyone out to

making it tough for an average person to handle.

suddenly spoke up hesitantly. “Quinlyn, so

turned around and saw him looking awkward, glancing at his head. “Have you been to the

thought to himself, “That was harsh

He scratched his head and said,

replied with a nod, accepting his

let out a sigh of relief and laughed. “So can we be friends now? I’ve

see Quinlyn because he mostly wanted an