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"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
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
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 man
"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