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Poor Heir Millionaire 97
"He will not die!" I growled, clenching my fists in anger. "Jack will wake up, Mrs. Walters!"Unintentionally, I had dug my nails into my smooth skin, causing myself intense pain that paled in comparison to the torment coursing through my body as I heard her say those dreadful things."Don't be so naive!" she screamed hysterically, killing me with her penetrating gaze, which left me petrified in the icy room. "You're a doctor and you know that's not going to happen, not even by praying for a miracle. Stop fantasizing about a lie," she whispered, satisfied with my anguished expression. She was right, but a part of me told me that Jack would make it, there were still a million chances. "I never liked you, but now when I see you, I feel sorry for you, because you're left with the disgusting remains, stuck with a practically rotten vegetable.""If you're just here to spew nonsense, why don't you leave already, you damned sick old hag?" I roared, furrowing my brow noticeably offended by he
Poor Heir Millionaire 98
"Jack always used to say that Lucila was too smart," I commented, letting out a soft chuckle as I remembered it more to myself than for them to hear.Some of them gave me looks filled with sadness, and others simply looked away from my downcast demeanor, probably holding back their urge to burst into tears.Immediately, sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere I had created, I turned a bit embarrassed to my younger brother, who was interested in nothing but devouring those chicken spaghetti as soon as possible."How are your classes, Ryan?" I asked."At that stupid university, there are only rich kids, but it's bearable," he grumbled, frowning with annoyance at the Jackson University atmosphere, which was a daily routine.I had also had to deal with it and understood it perfectly; however, along the way, I had encountered good people like Nia or one or two of my classmates, who despite being from families swimming in money, sometimes managed to be humble when they felt like it.I deeply a
Poor Heir Millionaire 99
I was sitting in that uncomfortable chair for more than four straight hours, during which the people around me kept chattering at the top of their lungs.I squirmed in my seat, trying my best not to fall asleep in that trial. I listened to Arthur Jerome's public defender across the room, while the judges and jury listened attentively to his arguments, while my father remained in his place, head down, with absolutely nothing to say.He didn't even spare me a glance, which I greatly appreciated because it indicated that he was finally beginning to feel remorse for what had happened.That dreadful man had managed to continue his life as he had done so far after months of rest and absolute relaxation.The lawyer Black beside me, a friendly man who was nearing his forties, jumped to his feet to refute something to his counterpart, forcing the judge to silence them to avoid an unnecessary commotion in the courtroom.I scratched my head anxiously, hoping that this torture would end once and
Poor Heir Millionaire 100
"Do as you please," I sighed, running one hand through my hair, then immediately stood up from the chair, ready to leave. However, Arthur, enraged that I wasn't trembling in fear, lunged at me, violently pushing me against the wall, his hands squeezing my throat tightly, depriving me of any air."I'll find you, I don't know how, but I will, Lucy," he muttered through gritted teeth, his face as red as a tomato due to the intense rage he felt towards my different attitude towards him. "And next time, I won't give up until I see you dead.""G-Good luck with that, Arthur," I stammered, trying to push him off with all my strength.Thankfully, the guards appeared along with Black, taking that man to his cell, which would probably be the safest and most secluded in the entire prison.He would be so far from my life, so far from any human contact that it was unlikely he would bother me again just to entertain himself.Perhaps after all I had experienced in the last few months, I was trying to
Poor Heir Millionaire 101
“How long will it take Nia?”“I don't know, damn it!” spat the tallest one, enraged by what was happening. “If we don't calm her down, she could have a fit.”“Let me go, you damn bastards!,” I pleaded hysterically, from there I could hear that familiar beep that I had heard so many times in other people, but now it belonged to the machine of the person I loved.“Lucy, I'm really sorry, but we promised it to Jack,” Cody whispered in my ear, leaving me petrified with his words.“What do you mean you promised it to him?,” I murmured, feeling all the color drain from my face.That's why everyone was so prepared, except me.The only idiot who had the slightest hope that that stupid man would live to be by my side forever was me. He lied to me again, Jack knew there was no chance, and I knew it beforehand, but I wanted to believe that maybe there was a small exception.I had deluded myself into thinking something that sadly would never come true.“Jack's brother asked each of us that if som
Poor Heir Millionaire 102
"Black has told me about the results, congratulations, Miss Wolfang," he murmured sensually in my ear, sending shivers down my spine where his sweet breath brushed against me."Thank you, Mr. Thierry," I mumbled, letting out a wide smile. "If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would be now."The taller man stared at me absorbed in his thoughts, perhaps internally debating whether to ask me something that I was unaware of. I observed him in total silence, waiting for him to finally open his mouth.I stayed comfortable in his arms, entranced by the sensation that ran down my back every time he mesmerized me with those eyes, captivated by every gesture that emanated from his face, which accelerated my heart greatly."Lucy...""Yes?""Do you really not intend to tell me?" he inquired, with that puppy-eyed look and pouting that drove me crazy, and then, I understood everything.As always, that stupid boy had it all well planned out; he was looking for a way to coax out the information
Poor Heir Millionaire 103
I adjusted the ribbon on my dress for the tenth time that cold November morning, and once satisfied that it was in place, I paced back and forth, anxious that the fool wouldn't be smart enough to realize that I would be there.Anyway, Hall and Black would give him more clues in case he didn't figure it out at first, but with each tick of the clock, my heart sank with terror.Nervously, I bit my lower lip and let my gaze wander around the room, trying to distract myself from the tension coursing through my veins.My mother was in the kitchen preparing the final dishes, Lucila was playing on the floor with Brooke and Blake, who happily lent her their toys.Ryan and Nia were setting the table amidst jokes, Carl and Paul were double-checking the song they would play with their guitars, Katia and Lauren were inflating balloons with laughter, while the twins outside kept watch for Jack, who was taking too long to arrive.Cody was sitting on the couch after placing the sign in its rightful p
Poor Heir Millionaire 104
Jack’s POVThere is a memory that Lucy does not have in her memories, and it's not like I've ever mentioned it to her, because I know she won't be able to remember it no matter how much I explain and describe it to her.I know she has erased all that pain from her childhood, and that memory that I have always possessed is no longer in her brain, although I wish she could remember it.She thinks the first time we met was in Ellijay, at a horrible dive bar, however, I know that's not entirely true, because the first time we met she was just a 5-year-old girl, lost in the midst of that crazy fair in Atlanta.She was celebrating the last day of that year like everyone else there, but she wasn't happy; she was crying inconsolably in a corner, searching with her eyes for something that didn't seem to arrive no matter how much she waited."Are you okay?" I asked her, crouching down in front of her to be at her eye level. She had very light blond hair, almost ashen.The little girl remained s
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