Perched high in the tree, the girl's face was a blank mask. Her arms were outstretched like fractured wings, poised as though she might dive down at any moment.She appeared to be 16 or 17 years old, yet her eyes showed hopelessness. What had driven her to such depths of despair?Madeline had no time for such thoughts and called out to the girl. "Hey, there. Do you know where I can grab a bite to eat?"The girl looked down slowly, pointing in a direction.Madeline smiled brightly. "Mind showing me the way?"The girl paused before replying, "If I do, could you treat me to some boba?"Madeline's smile widened. "Absolutely."With swift grace, the girl descended from the tree. "Come on."Their walk was silent, Madeline keeping pace without urgency. By the time they reached the breakfast vendor, there were not many options left.Madeline got herself an oatmeal and offered the girl a bun.She shook her head. "I'd rather have boba."Madeline pressed the bun into her hand. "No worri
Jazzy was escorted into the office.Madeline had pieced together the story from the chatty doorman.The orphanage was filled mostly with kids without families. However, Jazzy's story was even more heart-wrenching.She was kidnapped at three years old, and probably since she was a girl, she was not sold.She spent her days begging on the streets until the police found her. Back then, beggars like her were part of a grim operation, forced to give up most of their earnings, keeping just enough to survive.Jazzy was sharp. She worked her corner well and never skimmed off the top, which meant she grew up with little trouble.She was unlike some of the other kids they found, many of whom were maimed.Too young to find her real parents, Jazzy ended up at the orphanage.The head of the home, touched by her tough start in life, was determined to find her a loving adoptive family. That was how she landed with the Quigg family.The Quiggs had it good, and Jazzy seemingly did too, for a w
"The thing I can't stand the most is your act, playing the delicate, tempting vixen. Seducing anyone is bad enough, but your own father? That's low." Jazzy, clutching her cheek, stayed silent. Rosie Lynch's heart went out to her. "Mrs. Quigg, she's just a kid. How could you hit her?" Macie Williams let out a harsh laugh. "She's nothing but trash. She had it coming." Jazzy's face grew paler, her eyes reddened, and her lips were pursed.Rosie tried to comfort her, worried Macie might harm her, but Jazzy would not budge.Madeline moved in, took Jazzy by the shoulders, and returned her boba. "Take a sip. It'll help wash away the bitterness."Jazzy's hand shook as she slowly brought the straw to her lips.Madeline turned to face Macie, decked out in her Burberry coat and clutching a petite Hermès croc bag—the epitome of luxury.She was in her thirties—strikingly beautiful and oddly familiar.Madeline asked, "Mrs. Quigg, you claim you caught her in bed with your husband. Is tha
Macie yanked Jazzy forward and tilted her face upward. "Take a good look at this little temptress. Sixteen, and already a pro at seduction. This..."She went on, and shockingly, she started to rip the clothes from Jazzy's body. Jazzy, who had been stoic, suddenly looked mortified, holding onto her clothes desperately to stop Macie.However, she was no match for Macie's strength, and her clothes were torn open, revealing her pale skin."Ah!"A shrill scream cut through the air as she lunged at Macie without a second thought.Macie winced from the pain and instinctively slapped Jazzy back."Grab her, quick!" Madeline yelled.Rosie snapped to attention and wrapped her arms around Macie. With a little help, they finally subdued her. Trying to stay composed, Madeline straightened Jazzy's clothes.Blaine let out a derisive snort."I never pegged you for a troublemaker, but you've proven me wrong. Striking Mrs. Quigg right in front of us? You've clearly been getting around with no
Before anyone could react, Madeline had hurled her half-finished boba at Macie and yelled, "Zip it! Let another foul word slip, and I'll be happy to wash out your mouth for you."Madeline's reflexes were lightning-fast, catching the onlookers off guard.The boba, full of tapioca pearls, jelly and gummy bears, splattered all over Macie, leaving a colorful mess. Her once polite demeanor was then nowhere to be seen. The crowd was petrified, none more so than Jazzy, who was too stunned to even shed a tear, just gawking at Madeline.Trevon's grin widened, and he casually said to Daniel, "Go get us some boba, will you?"Daniel stood still and thought, 'Mr. Gibson, you sure aren't the man you used to be.'Trevon would have just chewed Madeline out for causing trouble. However, he seemed genuinely worried she would miss out on having the rest of her boba.Could he have also been afraid that Madeline's temper might flare up even more without her boba?No matter what was going through T
Madeline was calm and composed. Whatever Macie's plot was, her words had just thrown the fate of the orphanage onto Madeline's shoulders. If she refused to apologize, the backlash could be overwhelming."Stand up," Madeline whispered.Madeline reached down to help Jazzy up, but Jazzy stayed put, frozen with a fear of Macie that was palpable. The room fell into an uneasy silence, mirroring the hush that had settled over the children outside. It was as if they all sensed the standoff brewing inside, the threat of a home slipping through their fingers.With a soft exhale, Madeline knew she could not just stand by and watch. "Ms. Lynch, can I use your phone?" she asked.Trevon, who had been watching the scene unfold, could not help but feel a mix of irritation and smugness. He was irritated because Madeline knew well enough to ask for a phone to make a call. Why did she not call yesterday before things escalated?However, Trevon felt a smug satisfaction knowing that she eventual
Once again, all eyes were on Madeline.Alden's gaze followed, and when he caught sight of Madeline's stunning and otherworldly beauty, he found it hard to look away.Trevon's face grew stormy.Alden was the chosen heir of the Quigg family dynasty.His name carried an air of sophistication, matched by his calm and cultured demeanor. That very image had once fooled countless people. Even Tracy was so charmed that she would not consider anyone else for marriage.However, in time, Alden's true colors showed. He was nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing.With Tracy's support, he had taken the role of family heir, and from there, his true self emerged.It began with harmless flirting, but once Tracy was pregnant, he shamelessly took other women as lovers. Eventually, he grew so audacious that he brought them into his own home.His escapades knew no bounds.When Tracy came home to find a woman barely in her twenties, clad in her own silk nightgown, she was so shocked that she fainte
Alden froze, a cold dread creeping up his spine.Even without ties to the Lewis family, there was no way Alden would not recognize Trevon.He was a big shot in Redenbaugh City's elite circles.He had survived a car crash three years ago without a scratch and took over the Gibson Group with an iron fist, leaving everyone else in the dust.Alden had chuckled to himself when he saw the news a few days back, thinking Trevon was no different from him. However, when he was face to face with the man, he was scared out of his wits, especially with the Lewis family in the picture.If that she-devil from the Lewis family got wind of Jazzy's mess…Alden's face was like stone, and Macie mistook it for real anger.She went on a tirade, "Throw them out! Not just them—their whole family too! If they step into Redenbaugh City again, I swear I'll break their legs."Trevon's expression instantly turned dark.Alden flinched, and before anyone could react, he slapped Macie across her cheek."Eno