All Chapters of DEGREE OF FANCY: Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

As the days passed, Rachel worked tirelessly to gather evidence and build a case to prove my innocence. She spent hours interviewing witnesses, reviewing documents, and analyzing data.Meanwhile, I was stuck in a cell, waiting for my trial to begin. It was a frustrating and helpless feeling, knowing that my freedom and reputation were on the line.But despite the challenges, I remained hopeful. I knew that Rachel was a skilled and dedicated lawyer, and I had faith that she would do everything in her power to clear my name.One day, Rachel came to visit me in my cell, a look of determination on her face. "I've got some good news," she said. "I've found a key piece of evidence that proves you were not involved in Sophia's business dealings."I felt a surge of excitement and hope. "What is it?" I asked, leaning forward in my seat.Rachel smiled. "It's a recording of a conversation between Sophia and one of her associates," she said. "In the recording, Sophia explicitly states that you we

I stood there, frozen in shock, as I gazed at the frail, elderly man sitting in the wheelchair. His skin was pale and translucent, his eyes sunken, and his head was completely bald. He looked like a shadow of his former self, a mere specter of the man I had once known.And yet, despite the ravages of time and illness, I knew that this was my father. I could see it in his eyes, in the shape of his nose, in the curve of his lips. It was a face that I had once loved, once trusted, and now...Now, I felt a wave of emotions wash over me. Anger, sadness, pity, and frustration all swirled together in a toxic mix that left me feeling breathless and bewildered.The nun's voice cut through my thoughts, her words a gentle reminder that I was not alone. "Your father has been waiting for you for a long time," she said, her eyes filled with compassion. "He's been suffering from a terminal illness, a brain cancer that has taken its toll on his body and mind."I felt a surge of anger at her words. Ho

I walked into the night club, the loud music and flashing lights enveloping me like a warm hug. I made my way to the bar, ordering a whiskey on the rocks. I downed it in one gulp, feeling the burn all the way down my throat. I ordered another, and another, losing count of how many I'd had. The music and lights began to blur together, and I felt myself becoming numb. I pulled out my phone and dialed Alex's number. He answered on the first ring, and I could hear the concern in his voice. "Hey, man, what's going on?" he asked. I took a deep breath, letting it all spill out. I told him about my father, about the hospital, about the anger and hurt that had been building up inside me for so long. I told him about how I'd wanted to take revenge, to make my father pay for all the pain he'd caused me. But how now, it seemed like that was impossible. "I'm so disappointed, Alex," I said, feeling the tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "I'm so disappointed that I'll never get to take rev

We pulled back from each other and smiled, feeling happy and content. My wife looked around the office, taking in the sights and sounds of the busy workspace."So, this is where you'll be spending most of your time now," she said, nodding.I nodded, feeling a sense of pride and ownership. "Yes, it is. And I'm excited to get started and make a difference."My wife smiled and leaned in to kiss me again. "I'm proud of you," she said. "You're going to do great things here."I smiled back at her, feeling grateful for her support and encouragement. "Thanks, I couldn't do it without you," I said.We chatted for a few more minutes, catching up on each other's day and making plans for the evening. Then, my wife glanced at her watch and said, "I should probably get going. I have a meeting in 20 minutes."I nodded and walked her to the door, giving her a quick kiss goodbye. "Have a great meeting," I said. "I'll see you tonight."My wife smiled and waved, and then she was gone. I watched her go,

As I held Bridgette in my arms, I felt a sense of relief and happiness wash over me. I had been away from her for so long, and it felt amazing to be back in her arms.We spent the rest of the day catching up and enjoying each other's company. We went out for dinner, watched a movie, and just relaxed together.As the days went by, we settled back into our routine. I went back to work, and Bridgette continued with her own projects. But I could sense that something was different. Bridgette seemed more energetic and vibrant than usual, and I couldn't help but notice the glow in her eyes.One morning, as we were getting ready for the day, Bridgette came out of the bathroom with a strange look on her face. She was holding a small white stick, and her eyes were shining with tears."What's wrong?" I asked, feeling a sense of concern.Bridgette took a deep breath and smiled. "I'm pregnant," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.I was taken aback, but then a huge smile spread across my fa