Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Overseas?"

"Yes, these two books are topping the charts in electronic and physical sales in Southeast Asia."

Madge was stunned again, "I had no clue these books were even published abroad..."

"I've done some rough calculations, and over the years, 'The Assassin's Art' and 'Desolate School' have brought in at least five..." Roseanne stretched out a hand.

"Five hundred thousand?" Norris guessed.

"Come on, Dad, think bigger."

"...Five million?!"

Roseanne shook her head, "Fifty million. And that's a conservative estimate."

Norris was speechless.

Roseanne sat next to Madge, gently taking her hand, "I know you must be feeling a mix of emotions right now, but the

now is how we can make up for lost time. I get it, it's not just the money that stings, but seeing your work go unnoticed that really hurts. I mean, how many

published to an editor. Go see

took a deep breath,

the guest room, along with

awake, staring at

Norris accompanied Madge

building and past lunchtime, the shop was sparsely

Coon lounged lazily at the counter, yawning at the sound of the door chime

glasses, a simple white

seemingly waiting for someone, the door's noise caught his attention, and he quickly stood up, making his way toward Madge. "Ms. Wood, good day, I'm Stoner from Moonlight

to Roseanne and Norris, he suggested, "Shall we talk while your family

her and ordered a

she had been in a state of detachment, overwhelmed by a sense of grief and powerlessness, unsure of where

career to Nadine, never doubting her integrity

was