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
The air in the opulent dining room hung heavy with the scent of expensive wine and the unspoken tension between father and son. Chairman Benjie Lao, his face etched with a mixture of age and power, surveyed the table.His son, Grayson, sat opposite him, his jaw clenched, eyes flashing with anger. Yet he remains calm and collected."Grayson, my boy," Benjie began, his voice deceptively smooth, "It's time you settle down. You're not getting any younger."Grayson scoffs in a low cynic voice, "Settle down? Papa, you ruined my life. If you hadn't interfered five years ago, I would have been married to Sarah. We would have a family, a home. Instead, you..." His voice trailed off, the pain of the past still raw."Circumstances changed, my son," Benjie explains, his tone hardening. "You know how things are. Business, obligations...""Obligations?" Grayson spat, "My obligations were to Sarah! And to Leo!"The name of his best friend, the man he considered a brother, sent a tremor of rage throu
Grayson stirred awake, the scent of jasmine and something faintly musky filling the air. He blinked open his eyes, adjusting to the morning light filtering through the sheer curtains. Two women, their bodies entwined with his, slept soundly beside him.He gently disentangled himself from their embrace, "Ladies," he murmurs, his voice low and gentle. "Time to wake up."The women stirred, their eyes fluttering open. They smiled sleepily at him, their lips brushing against his skin. One of them tries to hold his phallus but he stops her. And the other tried to kiss him but he evades."Good morning, please know the drill," Grayson says, a hint of irritation in his voice.He rings the intercom, and two female attendants came and gave robe to the ladies and led them to another room to wash and prepare themselves to go home.“Master, good morning,” Madame Hussein the eldest Arab-looking middle-aged woman vows down.“Ms. Hussein, I still want these ladies on call. Put them in the list, she in
CRRRIIIIINNNNGGGG... CRRRIIIIINNNNGGGG... CRRRIIIIINNNNGGGG...The incessant calls startled Cynthia from her afternoon nap on the villa's open balcony overlooking the beauty of the vast ocean. Groaning, she reached for her phone and fumbles."Hello?" she mumbles, her voice thick with sleep."Madam," a familiar voice boomed from the other end of the line. "I have some… surprising news."Cynthia sat up, instantly alert. "Mr. Chung? What is it?""Sarah… she's throwing a gala," Mr. Chung announces, his voice laced with a mixture of awe and apprehension. "A grand affair. And… and she's hired Valentino to design the gowns and tuxedos."Cynthia feels a jolt of disbelief. "Valentino? Are you serious?""Absolutely," Mr. Chung confirms. "Apparently, no expense is being spared."A wave of unease washes over Cynthia. "This… this doesn't feel right," she says slowly. "It's too extravagant, too… flashy.""I agree," Mr. Chung admits. "It's… unprecedented. But Sarah, she always was one for grand gest
When Sarah left the ground floor hall, she instructed Vice President Chen to announce the good news to the employees and board of directors.The room buzzed with excitement as Mr. Chen, stepped onto the stage. All eyes were on him as he adjusted the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen," he begins, his voice booming across the auditorium, "I have a very special announcement!"A ripple of anticipation passed through the crowd."To celebrate the remarkable achievements of our company, and to foster camaraderie and strengthen our bonds, we will be hosting a grand gala ball next Saturday evening!"The announcement was met with a wave of excited murmurs."And to ensure everyone shines," Mr. Chen continues with a smile, "the company will be providing a generous allowance of five thousand dollars to each employee for their attire. Feel free to indulge in the finest gowns, the most elegant suits, and the most dazzling jewelry!"The room erupted in cheers and applause."We've invited dignitaries f
The next morning, Sarah addressed the entire company in a powerful and moving speech. She stands before them, her posture like a queen, her voice clear and strong. Cynthia and Arlene weren't there. She was told they are in vacation at Grayson's private resort in California."Smart bitches," she tells herself but shrugs the thought of them."I know there are doubts," she says, her voice loud through the company auditorium, cutting through the whispers and the innuendo."I know there are those who question my reputation and integrity. I know they are trying to undermine me, to sow seeds of discord. But I will not let fear dictate my actions. I will not allow negativity to define my legacy. As they say, when someone thrives, knives are everywhere."Everyone applauded her for her humility, because this is the first time that a Xiang family member, talks to them so casually. Especially so she is their CEO.Sarah raises her left hand, silencing the hall. "I’m overwhelmed with your concerns,"
The article lay crumpled in Sarah's hands, the ink blurring with the tears that streamed down her face. "Sinner or Saint? CEO Intellectual Bores Twins from Billionaire Italian Count." The headline, a venomous concoction of lies and innuendo, mocked her from the page.This wasn't just a smear campaign; it was a calculated assault on her character, an attempt to destroy her reputation, to strip her of her dignity. A chilling realization dawned on her. This wasn't just random gossip. This was deliberate. This was orchestrated.The pieces began to fall into place. The anonymous phone calls, the "concerned" employees, the subtle undermining at every turn. It wasn't just the media; it was her own family.Cynthia. Arlene. Fiona. Lorie. They won't really stop! But she needs evidence and names of owners of those online blogs and magazines who printed false news about her. The realization hit her like a physical blow. How could they? How could her own family, the people who were supposed to su
The news of Sarah Xiang's arrival sent shockwaves through the Xiang Empire headquarters. Whispers rippled down the corridors faster than any company memo."Did you hear? Madam Sarah Xiang is back!""Back? After all these years?""She's here in the building right now, apparently."A group of young executives huddled near the coffee machine, their faces a mixture of awe and apprehension."I heard she's even more stunning in person," one of them whispered, her eyes wide. "Like a movie star.""She's not just beautiful," another chimed in. "She's a legend. They say she runs her own investment firm in London and amassed billions in her European companies, it's incredibly successful.""Imagine working directly under her," another executive sighed dreamily. "She's so powerful, so influential."But the excitement was quickly tempered by a wave of unease."I heard she's ruthless," one of them whispered, his voice dropping to a hushed tone. "They say she doesn't tolerate incompetence.""And those
A hush fell over the usually bustling space as a sleek, black limousine glided to a stop before the entrance. Heads turned, eyes widening as the tinted windows rolled down. Stepping out was a vision of effortless elegance: Madam Chairman Sarah Feng Xiang Smith.Gone was the young woman who had left Shanghai five years ago, a student seeking knowledge and independence. In her place stood a woman who exuded power and confidence, her every move radiating an aura of quiet authority.A small gasp escaped the lips of a young receptionist, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Oh my god," she whispered to her colleague, "Is that… is that Madam Chairman?"Her colleague, a seasoned veteran of the Xiang Empire, nodded, his eyes fixed on the arriving heiress. "The one and only and the most beautiful," he replied, his voice hushed with a mixture of awe and apprehension. "Madam Chairman Sarah Xiang, it's an honor see you."She smiled and walked like a queen. She came without notice and prefers it that w
After Five yearsShanghai Hongqiao International AirportJanuary 2025--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"Mommy, look!" Henry exclaims while pointing towards a display of miniature airplanes.Sarah smiled. Her attention drawn away from the admiring glances she was receiving."That's incredible, isn't it?" she says, bending down to his level. "Let's go take a closer look."Sarah stepped off the private jet and onto the plush carpet of the first-class lounge, the low hum of activity from the airport seemed to fade around her. The years had been kind to her, sculpting her into a vision of understated elegance.The years had been kind to her, sculpting her into a vision of understated elegance. She no longer carried the look of a young woman searching for her place in the world; instead, she exuded an air of quiet confidence and refined maturity.Her once girlish features had softened, giving way to a face that held a ti