The rain pours down relentlessly, adding to the weight of the burden Sarah carries. Her umbrella shielded her from the downpour, but it did little to alleviate the heaviness in her heart.
Her lovely Chinese-American features glistened with raindrops, but her tired eyes reflected the weariness of her soul.
In one hand, she holds the handle of a large umbrella, trying to shield the stack of boxes she carried on the other. The boxes were filled with various items, from groceries to household supplies.
As she trudges on, Sarah felt the weight of the boxes and her responsibilities pulling her down. But she refused to give in to exhaustion, her spirit resilient despite of the heavy weight in her arms.
Finally, she reached the ornate gate of the village where the Lui mansion stands tall. Just as she was struggling to open the gate, a guard came to her rescue, holding the enormous iron grill open for her.
"Here you go, young lady. Let me help you with those boxes," he offered kindly.
Sarah managed a tired smile, grateful for the gesture. "Thank you," she said softly.
With the guard's assistance, she made her way through the garden path, the rain-soaked ground making the journey even more arduous. As she approaches the entrance of the mansion, she was met with a look of disdain from her step cousin, Adelle.
"Ugh, Sarah, finally. My gown box better not be ruined because of your clumsiness," Adelle, her cousin sneered.
Sarah's heart sank as she carefully placed the stack of boxes on the ground. "I'll make sure it's okay, Adelle. I'm sorry," she replied apologetically.
Before she could inspect the boxes, she felt a sharp pull on her hair. Huifen had appeared, her face contorted with anger. "You're such a disgrace, Sarah. Always messing things up," she scolded.
The pain in Sarah's scalp was almost unbearable, but she swallowed her tears, determined not to show any weakness. "I'll fix it right away, Aunt Huifen," she said, her voice quivering slightly.
"That's right, you better," Huifen retorted, releasing her grip on Sarah's hair.
With a heavy heart, Sarah opened the gates and started unloading the boxes. As she placed them inside, one box accidentally slipped from her hands and fell to the floor. The sound of shattering bottle of newly purchased condiment echoed through the mansion.
All parts of the tasks were entrusted in to her by her aunt Huifen. The Lui mansion was formerly owned by the late actress, Daisy Lui, who adopted her when she was still an infant.
Sadly, she died mysteriously when she was just ten years old. According to her aunt, the coroner reported it as food poisoning. The mansion before was a haven of laughter and happiness, where she played as a child. But those are just memories now. Something to reminisce, whenever she's lonely or maltreated by her aunt and cousin.
"Hey, Sarah, can't you do anything better!?" Her cousin kicks her back while she's picking the box of gown.
Sarah felt a stinging pain in her back caused by Adelle's pumps. But she still tries to move quickly, so the broken fish sauce bottle won't soil her cousin's birthday party gown.
"Mom, Sarah dropped my gown box, and had the fish sauce soiled it," Adelle whined, her tone filled with annoyance.
Sarah's eyes welled up with tears, but she quickly wiped them away, unwilling to give her cousin the satisfaction of seeing her cry. "Please, I'm sorry. I'll be more careful next time. The fish sauce didn't catch with your gown fabric," she apologizes, trying to keep her voice steady.
Huifen marched towards her, displeasure evident in hers eyes as she pulled her hair again. "You clumsy girl! Clean up that mess, immediately," she ordered.
With painful back and hairline, Sarah's hands tremble. After keeping the gown in safe, she starts cleaning up the broken pieces, her heart feeling heavier with each shard of battle she picks up.
She longs for the day when she could escape the oppressive atmosphere of the mansion, and find a place where she would be valued and treated with kindness and as a human being.
Finally, when the mess was cleared, Huifen continued her list of instructions. "Proceed to the kitchen and help with the dinner. And make sure you don't break anything or mess up there as well," she said sternly.
With tears still lingering in her eyes, Sarah followed her aunt's orders, and thread her way to the kitchen. Despite her weariness and the pain in her back and hairline, she knew she had to continue carrying on.
The weight of her responsibilities was immense, but her determination to endure and overcome was even greater.
"One more month, and I'm out of here," she comforts herself.
In the kitchen, she found herself assisting the cook, Mira, in preparing dinner. Mira's warm smile and kind words offered a glimmer of solace amidst the harshness of the mansion. As they work side by side, Mira noticed the tears in Sarah's eyes.
"Hey, what's the matter, child? Why do you look so sad?" Mira asked gently.
Sarah took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "It's nothing, Mira. I'm just tired," she replied, her voice soft.
Mira placed a reassuring hand on Sarah's shoulder. "You work so hard, my dear. Don't let their words get to you. You're strong and capable, and one day you'll shine brightly beyond these walls," she sincerely encourages her.
Sarah smiled gratefully, her heart warmed by Mira's support. In that moment, she found a sense of belongingness, even with the intoxicating family she has. With Mira's encouragement, she knew she had to keep moving forward, to overcome the atrocities of her aunt and cousin.
At the dinner, Mr. Alfred Lui invites Sarah to join the dinner because he has something important to tell her.
"Congratulations, my dear. You are truly amazing. You got a scholarship at Harvard University. And this morning, the head master of your school called me up, and announced that you'll be recognized as the top awardee in your Senior High School graduation rites."
Her uncle was filled with genuine appreciation. "I'm so proud of you!" Alfred Lui reached out for his niece's hands and squeezed them as form of congratulatory.
Alfred was the brother of her adoptive mother. Upon her death, he has become her guardian since she was still a minor, when she lost her Mama Daisy, as she fondly calls her.
Her uncle continues, "You were also asked to play at the governor's ball on the end of the month. I never knew you were into piano."
"Thank you very much uncle. I play piano during class breaks at the music room. Mama Daisy taught how when I was a kid." The memory of them playing piano side by side, gives joy to Sarah's heart.
"Huifen, Adelle, aren't you happy for Sarah? Why don't you say something?" Alfred asks his wife and daughter, who are seemingly silent and with poker faces all the while he was phrasing and talking with his niece.
"Dad, we all know she is bright. Listen dad, people say that daughters of prostitutes sired by Caucasian men usually come off intelligent or talented. But I'm your daughter, right? And you are a respectable man." Adelle replies mockingly but in a sweet tone.
"What?! Who told you Sarah's mom was a prostitute? Was it you, Huifen?!" Mr. Lui was furious and looks at her wife and daughter with anger in his eyes.
"My dear, you are over-reacting! It's just a social cliché. It usually happens in movies and even in real life. Besides no one knows Sarah's real parents, not even the nuns at the orphanage. Judging by her looks, she is with Western blood, so don't blame your innocent daughter." Huifen, with her viciousness added injury to the insult.
Sarah bows down her head and tears again are swelling on her eyes. She couldn't take it much longer, the insult of her character and to the parents she never knew.
"Excuse me, I think the dessert is ready. I'll get it for you." She stands and turned her back immediately for tears have successfully damped her face.
"Hey, Sarah, don't forget my chocolate pudding. And yours, too." Adelle commands her cousin sweetly in front of her father.
"See how your daughter is nothing but a very thoughtful and supportive sister to her cousin. Isn't that sweet?" Huifen serves red wine on her husband's goblet.
"I'm glad she has developed affection for her cousin." Alfred replies while taking a sip of the wine. "This one is good, honey," referring to the wine.
"I'm happy you appreciate your daughter and the wine I have chosen for dinner." She looks at her daughter and winks at her.
Huifen has mastered her skills on playing a dutiful wife while in reality she is a wicked woman with so much envy with Daisy when she was alive, and with enormous greed in her heart.
As the night wears on, Sarah continues her work in the kitchen, scrubbing the floors. Her thoughts consumed by the dreams she held close to her heart.
She longs for the day when she would be free from the heavy burden she carries. The day when she would be recognized for her worth and given the opportunity to pursue her dreams.
"Sarah, my child, you should be sleeping now." Mira tells her. "Tomorrow is Saturday, continue it in the morning."
"I'm ok, Mira. There's a lot of things to be done tomorrow. Sunday is Adelle's 18th birthday party."
"Oh, that witch cousin of yours. She complained that the chocolate pudding was not as soft as she expected it to be."
Sarah sat on the floor and looks up at Mira, " You baked so yummy. I ate a part of it. Thanks for everything. Go to sleep now. I will be done in few minutes time."
Mira planted a kiss on her forehead. "OK, my child. Good night. By the way, congratulations! You've always been a bright kid. I'm sure Daisy up there, is so proud of you," raising her point finger up, signifying heaven.
She got up and hugs Mira's plump body. Mira has played the mother role in her life for almost eight years. Protecting her from the mean Lui ladies, whenever she could. The kindness of Mira gives her the strength to carry on.
And in her heart, a flicker of hope burns bright, a reminder that one day, she would break free from the maltreatment of her aunt and cousin. So, she must really work her way to earn a college degree.
She hopes her uncle Alfred would help her financially as well. But sometimes, there a doubt in her mind, if he would truly support her. Because he made a promise to make her as part of the family but it never happened. He was always under the shadow of his vicious wife, who loves to make things difficult for her.
After her Mama Daisy died, her uncle told her that the court has decided, she will be under his care, and they will live together in the mansion as a family. Her wife Huifen, will treat her as a real daughter and would take care of her. While, Adelle, will be like a sister to her.
During the court proceedings, her aunt and uncle were more like real parents to her. Unfortunately, after a week, everything changed. Alfred Lui's promises never really materialized. Sadly, she was never treated by Huifen as a part of the family...
She recalls, as a child, she innocently asked her uncle what does Last Will and Testament means, because she heard it from her nanny. On the following day, she found her nanny crying at the front porch, and was sent back to her hometown in Fujian. Leaving her tending to all her needs even when she was sick, and longing for her Mama Daisy.
Thankful enough, Mira has been there for her, and old Peter, the family driver, has always been helping her, to the extent of giving her additional allowance.
Until this time, no one knows whether her Mama Daisy has a Last Will and Testament or none. Her lawyer, was on a business trip back then, when she passed away. According to Atty. Richard Wane, Daisy never really considered, making one, since she was a very health conscious person. Death was never in her vocabulary.
So, Alfred Lui being the closest kin, stands as the guardian to his sister's estate until Sarah reaches the age of 18.
However, that's not how they explained it to Sarah. Huifen and Alfred told her that Daisy was in the brink of bankruptcy, so it was her uncle Alfred who bought out Daisy from her loans. Her Aunt Huifen always brags, that Lui Canning Factory has been successful under her uncle Alfred's management.
Needless to say, her future isn't clear, though her scholarship is the closest hope she has to reach her dreams.
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"Hurry!""Yes! I'm almost done, Mira.""I'll help you, dear. You have to make it fast. Let's run along, at any moment, Huifen is going to burst fire and sulfur if you fail to hand that gown to her in matter of minutes." Mira helps Sarah carry the heavy box of Adelle's elaborate gown.Perspiring, Sarah entered Adelle's grandiose room. This used to be her room when she was a little girl. She had only recently been allowed in there again because she painstakenly did the minor dry cleaning of Adelle gown's hem, as a result when she accidentally drop it during one rainy afternoon. Only Adelle's nanny and parents are allowed to go in her cousin's room. Her eyes widened as she look at it's interior. It had changed immensely since she was last here as a six-year old girl."My dear aunt, here is Adelle's debutante gown," Sarah said as she marveled at the room. Meanwhile, Adelle's nanny was brushing her long hair.Huifen raised an eyebrown, "You better have cleaned it properly, or you'd be in bi
As they stepped into the Lui mansion, Sarah felt a mix of apprehension and gratitude towards Martin. Her hand was now sewn and covered with bandage. She is so grateful for his inititave to help and genuine concern.She looks at him, touched by his caring nature, and whispered, "Thank you for everything, Martin."Martin smiled warmly, "Don't mention it, Sarah. I'll always be here for you. I was surprised how Adelle treated you. How could Huifen let you wear plain second hand clothes and scrub the floor?""You have been nice to me, Martin, and I'm grateful for that. But, I'm just an orphan whose adopted mother got bankcrupt. I pity my Mama Daisy, they said she took her own life because of she got swindeled by business partners and her career turned sour. I'm fortunate enough for uncle Alfred to let me have a shelter and food. And for buying off my mother's business legacy.""What?! Is that what they told you all these years?" Martin got irritated with what he is hearing.She was stunned
Sarah was descending the stairs when she overheard her aunt's voice, engaged in a conversation with her cousin. There was a hint of annoyance in her aunt's tone. Her cousin's bedroom door was slightly ajar, not properly closed by her aunt Huifen. Perhaps she thought that since it was a Saturday, everyone would be busy downstairs and no one would have the courage to listen to their conversation, as all the household staff were afraid of Huifen's wrath.She recalled what happened the previous night, and it made her cringe. She didn't want to dwell on those thoughts because she couldn't accept that her cousin was capable of such promiscuity. She flinched when someone tapped her shoulder. It was Mira, who, like her, had been eavesdropping. In a hushed tone, Mira asked, "Sarah, I heard some gossip among the maids last night. They said your cousin is involved in a scandal. Is it true?""Shhh... Keep your voice down, Mira. Aunt Huifen might hear us. We should stop eavesdropping," Sarah replie
Sarah couldn't shake the feeling of being watched by the bulky men at the back.She tried to remain composed, focusing on her prayers and trying not to mind their lingering gazes. Her thoughts kept drifting to her bandaged palm, a reminder of the previous day's accident, but she tried to push the pain aside and concentrate on the service."Am I in a serious trouble?" she asks herself. She looks at her palm with bandage. It still hurts but not so much as compared with yesterday.Glancing sideways, she noticed that the men were still staring at her, observing her every move. Their intense gaze made her uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but wonder why they were so fixated on her.As the church service progresses, the woman and the little girl beside Sarah moved to the front row, leaving her alone with the mysterious man in the dark suit and tinted glasses.Her heart raced as she noticed a ring on his left ring finger that bore a striking resemblance to her Mama Daisy's precious heirloo
Everyone is busy.And that includes the one who brought pandemonium to her room.Sarah glanced once more at her room. Her meager clothes were all scattered on the floor. Her laptop smashed and her books wrinkled and some were torn into pieces."My goodness! What happened here?!" The first thing her eyes searched is her photo with her Mama Daisy.She cried, with her hands covering her mouth to stop herself from producing sound for she might cry really loud. Who wouldn't be?!Her hands tremble as she picks the photo with the frame badly destroyed. Her room was totally obliterated.Who could have done such injustice to her?This is supposed to be her home, where she would feel safe and cared for. But now, it was a total opposite. The one who came in her room, is evidently looking for something, which she has no idea.It was really a wise decision she made when she was barely 12 years old to let Mira keep all the photo albums, jewelries and memorabilia her Mama Daisy left her. Additionally
While still perched on the thick branch at the top of the century-old oak tree, Sarah could only hope for a turn of events in her favor.Trust was scarce within her so-called family, leaving her uncertain even about her uncle's actions. With a mansion full of potential dangers, she clung to the hope that something positive would come her way.A lightbulb of an idea sparked in her mind—she should call her best friend, Emily.Speaking softly to avoid attracting attention from the men in her room just meters away from her hiding spot, Sarah dialed Emily's number."Em... Hello," she whispered, "I'm on a branch of an oak tree, overlooking my room.""Hey! Lovely head, what's up?" Emily mimicked a commercial, not fully grasping the seriousness of the situation."This is serious, Em. Masked men came to my room, ransacked everything, and this morning, I was chased by men who look like mercenaries," Sarah explained, trying to catch her breath amid her nervousness."OMG! Should I call the police?
"Oh, my baby!" cried Mira in distress."Quick, Peter, we have to carry her. Let's take her to the downstairs garage. We need to be very careful. I'll gather some of her things and pack mine as well. We're leaving tonight." she kneels and hugs Sarah.Peter gently picks up Sarah, being cautious not to attract attention. "We mustn't draw any suspicion. Let's check if there are people outside and use the fire escape."Mira nods in agreement, giving her OK sign. They stealthily move through the hall, hiding behind the large plants and furniture whenever someone passed by."Hey, Jane, have you seen Mira?" asked another maid who was dressed modestly for the party."No, besides Madame Huifen hired a lot of people to work tonight because she wants first-class service," Jane replied while dabbing her makeup."At least we get to take part in the back. Perhaps Mira has her own date," the other maid mocked, and they all laughed.Mira fumed with frustration. "Oh, those creeps. Wait till I get my han
At the debutante's party, anticipation builts as the Toast Master's voice resonated through the hall, announcing the moment everyone had been eagerly waiting for.Martin flashes a celebrity smile to everyone including to Adelle, "Sweetie, you have to enjoy my arms, while your debut ball lasts." He approaches her and angles out his right left arm to his princess.Adelle, didn't get his exact point but she smiles at him anyway. She thoughts, what matters, one of the most sought after rich bachelors in Shanghai is here with him. "I'm glad you came for me, thank you."Martin replies while waving at the guests, "Don't imagine things my dear.""Really? Obviously, you are enjoying every moment with me, as you did that night before." She flashes her sweetest smile, too, and leans on his shoulders for a perfect shot."Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests of the marvelous village, please gather around as we proudly present the debutante of the year, the radiant Ms. Adelle Wei Lui. She is wearin
For three long and painful days, William had barricaded himself from the outside world. The heartache of Sarah's unexplained departure had driven him to isolate himself at the mansion’s bar, leaving him in a state of emotional turmoil. The once-bustling world around him had become a distant and hazy backdrop to his profound despair.William took another glass of scotch, wincing as he felt the effects of the excessive alcohol consumption. His stomach rebelled with an acid reflux, a painful reminder of his self-destructive behavior.In this troubled state, his loyal bodyguards, Tony and James, entered the room, concern etched on their faces. "Chairman Xu, you need to take care of yourself," Tony implored. "This isn't the way to cope with your emotions."James nodded in agreement, adding, "We've been looking for her diligently. We'll find her, but you need to regain control."William's voice was hoarse as he responded, "I can't... I can't think of anything else but her. I need her back."
The cold water was biting, but Sarah didn’t have time to feel it. She swam as fast as her tired body would allow, pushing through the ache in her muscles and the sharp sting of her wounds. The shouting from the men behind her was getting closer, bullets slicing through the air, some splashing into the lake around her.She heard the familiar “whup... whup… whup…” of the helicopter’s blades overhead, growing louder. Sarah dared to look up, water dripping from her hair into her eyes. The helicopter was hovering lower now, just above the water, the downdraft creating ripples across the surface."SARAH!" her uncle’s voice cut through the chaos. "GRAB THE LADDER!"She saw it—metal steps descending from the helicopter, swinging just above the water’s surface. The current made it difficult to get close, but she fought against it, using every last bit of her strength. Her uncle’s men were firing back at Benjie Lao’s goons, the air filled with the sound of gunfire. They were out in the open, hol
"What a filth!" She couldn't contain her disgust as she gagged, the stench of the tunnel overwhelming her senses. She stumbled, her stomach turning, and finally, the inevitable happened. She threw up, her body revolted against the foul odor.As soon as she could, she crawled out of the tunnel, her skirt torn and dirty. The sewer led her to a small, dark hole, which she squeezed through, emerging into a dense, unfamiliar forest."God, I'm still on Lao's property," she groaned, pulling out her phone and dialing her uncle Vincent's number. "Uncle, please help me. I'm in Shanghai, at Lao's mansion.""Sarah?! Oh, God, I've been looking for you! Where are you?""I'm in the woods. I escaped through the sewers.""Hang on. I'll be there with my men immediately. Go and hide!""Okay, please hurry." As she spoke, she looked up and saw towering pine trees. The sound of voices carried through the air, a chilling reminder of her danger. She knew she had to move, or she'd be found."I need to climb th
Twenty minutes felt like a lifetime as Sarah scrambled to pack a few essentials. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, a mix of apprehension and a strange, dawning excitement. The unexpected possibility of pregnancy offered a sliver of hope amidst the uncertainty. But the road ahead was shrouded in mist.Grayson's knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts. "We need to leave, Sarah. The chopper's waiting." His voice was clipped, his expression unreadable.She forced a smile, shoving the remaining clothes into her bag. "Just a minute." The carefully constructed facade felt brittle, ready to crumble under the weight of unanswered questions.Downstairs, the grand foyer felt even more imposing than before. The rhythmic thrum of the chopper blades vibrated in the air, a constant reminder of the escape, or perhaps, a forced return, she wasn't sure which. As they walked out towards the helipad, Sarah couldn't help but steal a glance at Grayson. His jaw was set, his eyes re
Twenty minutes felt like a lifetime as Sarah scrambled to pack a few essentials. The weight of the situation pressed down on her, a mix of apprehension and a strange, dawning excitement. The unexpected possibility of pregnancy offered a sliver of hope amidst the uncertainty. But the road ahead was shrouded in mist.Grayson's knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts. "We need to leave, Sarah. The chopper's waiting." His voice was clipped, his expression unreadable.She forced a smile, shoving the remaining clothes into her bag. "Just a minute." The carefully constructed facade felt brittle, ready to crumble under the weight of unanswered questions.Downstairs, the grand foyer felt even more imposing than before. The rhythmic thrum of the chopper blades vibrated in the air, a constant reminder of the escape, or perhaps, a forced return, she wasn't sure which. As they walked out towards the helipad, Sarah couldn't help but steal a glance at Grayson. His jaw was set, his eyes re
Glancing at the wall clock, Sarah noticed it was 6:35 AM. Despite their hunger, they eat in silence, sitting across from each other at the table. She ate quickly, knowing that later that afternoon was her grandfather’s funeral.Then, Grayson's phone rang, and he excused himself to answer the call. The conversation that followed left a sense of tension hanging in the air. Sarah couldn't help but overhear parts of it, and it piqued her curiosity even further.Grayson received the call someone mysterious, and his expression turned solemn as he listened to the authoritative voice on the other end of the line. "Bring Sarah back to Shanghai," those words were firm, and his tone conveyed the weight of his authority.The command was clear and left no room for negotiation. Grayson understood that he needed to follow these instructions, and the complexities of their situation seemed to deepen. With a nod, he replied, "Understood, Chairman. I will make the necessary arrangements.""Avoid getting
Grayson woke early and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast himself. As he chopped onions, his phone rang—it was his grandfather, Chairman Benjie Lao. Grayson knew immediately that an early morning call like this meant trouble, something urgent and possibly deadly. His stomach tightened as he answered."Grandpa, I’m guessing you’ve got something important to tell me," Grayson says, his voice steady despite his unease. He knew his grandfather well enough to expect the worst."You’re a crazy brat! Deliver Sarah to me!" Benjie’s voice thundered through the phone, punctuated by the loud stomp of his cane. "Don’t defy me, fool. I know you bedded her without consent. Love will take you nowhere. Marry her, then kill her immediately!" His tone left no room for misinterpretation.Grayson's jaw clenched. His eyes darkened as memories of his childhood flashed in his mind—being forced to train with his father's men, getting shot, and enduring a samurai’s blade across his back. The thought of
As they returned to the mansion after their half-day excursion in Nanchang city, Grayson and Sarah found themselves in high spirits as if they have no problems at all. The connection between them had deepened, and curiosity about each other's worlds had grown. The mansion, with its grandeur, was a stark contrast to the bustling streets of the city they had just explored.They decided to plunge into the pool while still in their clothes on, laughter bubbling up between them like the water splashing around. The coolness of the water was a delightful contrast to the heat of their bodies, and they felt carefree, like kids again, giggling as they splashed each other playfully.“Come on, you can’t be scared of a little water!” he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he dunked her lightly, pulling her under for a brief moment before she resurfaced, gasping and laughing.“I’ll get you for that!” she declared, her cheeks flushed with exhilaration. With a quick flick of her wrist, she sen
Sarah's eyes flutter open as she senses a gentle touch against her cheeks. Her heart quickens, and even before she fully comprehends what's happening, the undeniable presence of another person lingers before her. She lies still, her senses on high alert, trying to discern who could be sharing this intimate space with her in the dark.As Sarah slowly opened her eyes and beheld Grayson's impassive face hovering over her, her heart raced, and she instinctively shielded her nearly bare bosom from the gossamer fabric of her silk nightgown. She sat up, her nerves on edge. "Grayson, what a surprise," she managed to utter, attempting to conceal her vulnerability."Well, tomorrow is your Grandpa's burial, and I must take you there," Grayson stated, his emotions turbulent as he observed Sarah's vulnerable yet alluring state. "You have a natural beauty that drives me crazy," he added, reaching out to caress her hair before standing. "It's almost seven. I suppose we should have breakfast together.