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Chapter 23 Patience
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My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 24 Café Luxe
I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face. “How are you, dear?”“I’m… fine,” I replied. “ Oh, How’s.. your health?”“Oh, I’m feeling great now. It was just an asthma attack. Thank you so much for yesterday.”“Oh no, it was my pleasure. You needed help, and anyone would have done the same.” She stood up, and we chatted for several minutes before waving goodbye. I settled back into my spot when she returned.“I don’t mean to pry, but I’ve noticed you every time I pass this spot and looking a bit lost these past few days. Is something wrong at home?”I scoff. “Home? When there isn’t ?” For some reason, I began to open up to this stranger. “Life in LA is tough, I won't lie. I’ve been searching for a job since I got here, but luck hasn’t been on my side. Giving up isn’t an option, especially since life has given me a second chance.”She places her hand on my shoulder and says, “I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I can tell it’s a lot. Fortunately, we have a vacancy at ou
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As early as dawn, I suddenly wake up feeling nervous, crossing my heart and wishing to get this position. If I don’t, my life will be crushed, and I’ll return to square one.I keep thinking, if I don’t get this job, then what’s next? What’s the next plan? I’ve spent months here with no clue about Liv, and I don’t have enough cash to return to Anne and Andrew. Even if I did, I wouldn’t go back—just not yet. I feel like I owe them success. I need to prove to them that their effort and sacrifices didn’t just go down the drain.I know they’re worried because I said the first thing I would do upon arriving in LA is call them. So after not hearing from me, I know they’ll contact Liv, and she’ll tell them that I never called her. They must be wondering what the heck has happened to me.The first thing I plan to do after securing a job and finding stability is go on a trip to see them. I want to show them I’m alive and doing great. I also need to buy a phone since it’s important in case of th
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It’s been two months since I started working at Café Luxe, a global chain with over 700 branches scattered across the world. The café was famous not just for its quality coffee and elegant atmosphere, but for being owned by a man so rich, people said "rich" twice when describing him. He wasn't just wealthy; he lived in luxury few could even imagine. The pay here was more than decent, and for someone like me, working in such a place felt like an achievement. But I have to think strategically, save up, and focus only on the bare necessities. Every penny I tucked away wasn't just for me—it was for my child, for our future.The symptoms of the first trimester have become frequent . Morning sickness, fatigue, and frequent bathroom trips—it is hell, and I can barely fathom how the next few months would be. Kudos to all the mothers out there; this journey is no joke.Pulling out the phone I bought last week, It wasn’t a fancy smartphone, just a basic one that got the job done. I unlock it
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“What are you doing here?” I whisper, glancing around nervously. My heart raced. Of all places, why did he have to show up here? The last thing I needed was for him to make a scene, especially after I’d run off without so much as a thank-you or paying back what I owed him.“Please, just leave. I don’t want any trouble. What do you want?” My voice trembles as I speak. He wasn’t here as a customer—that much was clear. My pulse quickened as I tried to figure out his angle. Was he here to humiliate me? To remind me of my debt?His eyes lock on mine, and I freeze. “I… I don’t even know you,” I stammer, desperate to make him leave. But his stare—cold, calculating, and filled with something darker—made it clear he wasn’t going anywhere. Was that hatred? He looked like he was one step away from strangling me to death, right here in the café.My mind was racing. What if he causes a ruckus? What if he demands that I pay him back, right in front of everyone? My nerves were frayed, and the silenc
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Daphne’s POVIt’s safe to say I officially hate Mr. Hawthorne. Just like his name, he's a thorn in my life—a constant source of misery I can’t wait to be rid of. He doesn’t even try to hide his hatred for me, and I’m sure he’d go to any lengths to kick me out of Café Luxe.The problem is, I’m supposed to impress him. But honestly, I’m so over that stage of my life. The days of constantly seeking validation from others are behind me. But I was so done, and if he doesn't like me, I give zero fucks, he can shove it up his ass. Just kidding... Who am I? I need this job even if it means impressing that ‘Thorn.”But God, does he get on my very last nerve.I was taking a short break, trying to breathe and relax for a moment, when he came outside his office. Without even looking directly at me, he makes a pointed comment. “I don’t pay you people to sit around like this is your father’s kingdom.” Laughter echoes around me from my so-called colleagues. Of course, they couldn’t hide how much th
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When that ‘Thorn’ said he’d be watching me like a hawk, he meant buisness. Because tell me why his visits have become more frequent since then, and even the staff here are shocked by his sudden appearances. Some have worked here for years without ever seeing him in person. So, I'm wondering, "What the heck?"It’s like he’s taken this grudge personally, and he’s not coming alone. His devilish spawn of a daughter always tags along. I swear, that girl takes pleasure in creeping me out, standing there and staring at me like I’m some sort of experiment. Who do they think they are? Father and daughter — both after my life.“Hey, can you give this paperwork to Mr. Hawthorne? I need to go quickly,” my colleague Lucy says, thrusting a stack of papers into my hands. The office is practically empty except for me, her, and the night watchman. I wasn’t in a rush to head back to the camp either. The only thing waiting for me there was Maryam.“But—”“Please? It’s an emergency!” Lucy pleads, already
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“Uh… around the West Union axis,” I say, my voice faltering slightly. His brow furrows, and I can sense the question forming in his mind. The West Union area was known for little more than a market square and an organization building—definitely not somewhere you'd expect someone like me to be headed at this hour. But, thankfully, he doesn’t push any further. I’m relieved.The rain picks up, drumming harder against the windshield, transforming from a gentle shower into a relentless downpour. It’s almost impossible to see the road ahead. “Shit,” he mutters, pulling over to the side. The smell of leather from his car and the intoxicating blend of his scent invades my senses, wrapping around me like an invisible blanket. It’s... overwhelming, almost intoxicating. The silence between us grows, thick with tension. I shift in my seat, hyper-aware of every breath, every beat of my heart. The rain outside beats in rhythm with my pulse, and I can’t shake the feeling of being trapped—not by th
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Daphne’s POV My body shook, a buzzing filling my ears, tears blurring my vision. “I can’t believe this, Seb. I fucking can’t believe this,” I choked out, hugging him tightly, soaking his t-shirt as he held me close. “I’m happy that you’re happy, Daphne. You fought so well,” Seb whispered in my ear, his voice also shaky. Was this it? The end of Charles Sinclair? The end of the torment, the years of abuse, the never-ending cycle, all because of his selfish desires? It felt surreal. After the sentence was delivered, I watched Mom spiral. She couldn’t comprehend it, seeing the man she had placed on such a high pedestal come crashing down. Richard quickly took her away, but not before giving me a nod of acknowledgement. Seeing Mom like that tugged at my heart. She had ruined not just her life, but ours too. She had stayed with a man who repeatedly hurt her, and it had shattered me time and time again. But I had finally come to terms with it. I wasn’t responsible for her choices.
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Daphne’s POV “This is the bank transaction, showing all the dirty work and exploitations,” Nathaniel said, spreading the thick sheaf of papers across the table. Sebastian’s eyes scanned the documents, his brow furrowed. “They’re rigging oil prices too,” he muttered. “Just how rich and powerful is Charles? He couldn’t have done this alone. There’s government involvement here, somewhere.” Nathaniel was back, thank God. Richard had been feeding us information over the phone, piecing together the puzzle of Charles’s illicit activities. After countless meetings with prestigious authorities, and after what felt like an eternity of legislative deliberation, we finally had it: an arrest warrant. But there was a problem. Intelligence suggested Charles was about to flee the country. Someone within the legislative body had tipped him off. Thankfully, Charles was tracked down to his private retreat, a secluded estate far from the city. The apprehension was swift and decisive. He would
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Two Weeks Later “That’s great news!” I exclaimed, pulling Seb and Claire into a hug, joy bubbling inside me. We were gathered around the table, Skyping Nathaniel, who had finally gotten his hands on the NGO’s bank statements and transaction records. “I’ll be back first thing tomorrow, and the chase will finally be over,” Nathaniel muttered with a cashmere smile. It had been two long weeks since Nathaniel traveled to investigate the NGO. Given his position in the ministry, he was able to gain access quickly, posing as an agent sent by me. Charles had been notified by the NGO of my request for the bank statements. Richard informed us that he had been desperately trying to track me down, still clueless about how I’d accessed the files. He was currently hiding in one of his estates in Suncity, under the pretense of being out of town. Our investigation had uncovered vital information, including receipts for bombs and weapons purchased under Charles’s name, weapons that led to the mas
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Richard’s voice cut through the heavy silence, the words pulling us against the unspoken emotions hanging in the air. “Now that everything is done, and we have the documents, with Charles’s signature… all you have to do is sign, and the NGO is legally yours.” His jaw was clenched and his gaze distant. He tried to hold it together after Mother left, but I could see the cracks forming. This was just as hard for Richard as it was for me, maybe even harder. Mother had made her choice—time and time again, she chose Father, no matter the cost. Richard kept fighting for her, trying to pull her back from the edge, but she didn’t want to be saved. She never did. Sebastian broke the tension, his voice gentle as he gathered the papers. “She will, once she finds stability. Let’s go home, Daphne you need to rest.” He drew me away from a broken Claire. I turned to Richard, my voice firm with conviction despite the ache in my chest. “Thank you, Richard, for everything. I will see to it that Cha
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Daphne’s POV “M…Mother?” I whispered, the word catching in my throat. The sight that greeted me was a brutal shock. She was disheveled, almost broken. Her lip was split and bleeding, a thin line of crimson tracing its path down her pale skin. Her face, usually vibrant and carefully made-up, was ashen, almost ghostly. “Wh…what’s going on? Why do you look like this?” I stammered, my throat tightening with fear and disbelief. I had expected to see my mother, but this ravaged, vulnerable woman was a stranger. She clutched a thick Manila folder to her chest, her knuckles white. Her eyes darted nervously between us, finally settling on Richard. “I don’t have much time,” she said, her voice was barely audible, very strained and thin. “These are the files. They belong to you. Only you can have full access. The name of the NGO is ‘Project Chilia.’ All the necessary details are inside.” She hurried on, her words tumbling out in a rush, “But I must warn you, everything still runs under you
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Daphne’s POV The next day arrived with an unpleasant swiftness. The air in the house hung heavy, thick with unspoken anxieties. Our collective patience felt like a frayed rope, stretched to its breaking point. We sat in an uncomfortable silence at the breakfast table, the clinking of cutlery the only sound disturbing the quiet. Sebastian had made breakfast, but no one seemed to have much of an appetite. The doorbell rang, a sharp sound that shattered the tense atmosphere. Sebastian exchanged a quick, worried glance with me. "Wait here," he said cautiously, his voice low. I nodded, my anxiety spiking. Claire shifted in her seat, clearing her throat uncomfortably. I glanced at her, sensing she had something to say. But I was beyond conversation. The return to the forest had stirred something within me, a raw reminder of her past actions, how she had brutalized me, and her constant ridicule. Ever since I came back home, she made me feel unwelcome, telling me harsh words. Forgiveness
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 106 Career
I snorted, listening to Sebastian recount his first impressions of me, a genuine laugh bubbling up from my chest.“I mean…why wouldn’t I be skeptical?” he teased, a playful glint in his eyes. “You gave me ample reasons. First, you trampled my shoes, and second, you bolted from the hospital like a bat out of hell.”“Oh, please,” I groaned, burying my face in a nearby pillow, a wave of embarrassment washing over me. “Don’t make me relive those days.”Sebastian chuckled a warm sound that resonated through the room. “I should’ve known you were anything but ordinary. You entered my life like a force of nature.” I peeked at him from beneath the pillow’s soft fabric. A genuine smile graced his features as he shook his head in amused disbelief.“I thought you hated me,” I mumbled, not entirely blaming him. My initial behavior hadn’t exactly been endearing.“Oh, Daphne,” he said softly, a hint of tenderness in his voice. “You definitely got on my nerves…but I have a small confession to make. Y
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 105 Innocent lives
Daphne’s POV A chilling dread settled over me. “I… I don’t understand,” I stammered, my world tilting on its axis. What could Richard possibly mean by saying I was the key? He gave a dry chuckle. “No one truly grasps the extent of Charles’s evil. Look at us,” he gestured to the group. “We all bear the scars of his influence, don’t we?” My gaze swept across Nate, Claire, and even Richard himself. Each of us carried a distinct torment, almost like a confirmation of Charles’s destructive power. “And here’s the kicker,” Richard continued, his voice laced with a bitter irony. “Mr. Calloway is the one who orchestrated your kidnapping, Daphne.” The name hit me like a physical blow. Mr. Callaway? One of my father’s business associates? The man who had… tried to….force himself on me last night? A wave of nausea surged through me. I retched, the contents of my stomach emptying onto the floor. Sebastian immediately wrapped his arms around me, his voice was like a soothing balm. “It’s al
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 104 How?
THIRD PERSON POV FLASHBACK BEGINS The dogs barked wildly on a stormy night, their growls cutting through the eerie silence. The entire universe seemed cloaked in darkness, a heavy omen pressing down on the night. “I think something’s going on in the house. And from the sound of it, it’s bad,” Theo, the watchman, muttered to himself as he quickly sent a message to Richard. Richard, who had been restless all night, saw the notification and sat upright, his unease deepening. Richard had worked at the Sinclair residence for over a decade and knew every family secret. Though he didn’t have access to Charles’s numerous private dealings—something no one, not even Charles’s wife, possessed—he was privy to much more than anyone suspected. Richard was working as a double agent for a business associate of Charles, Mr. Calloway, who was also a trafficker. Calloway’s goal was to bring Charles down and seize his empire. Fueled by a thirst for vengeance, Richard had long buried any trace
