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Blurb Drastically, Meyer's life changed when she got pregnant with the billionaire's children. She thought her life would change for the better but what happens when the people who surrounds her brings up her past to hunt her down?
Meyer's POV
Tears trickled down my eyes as I sat beside my mom's hospital bed. I watched her. She looks so pale and she still hasn't been conscious. She was diagnosed with leukemia and the doctor had requested over a hundred dollars to perform on her.
I couldn't believe the cost of the operation. It was so much money, more than I could ever hope to raise. I felt like I was stuck, with no way out. How could I possibly get the money to save my mother's life? I didn't know what to do. I felt so helpless and alone. I just wanted my mother to be okay. I was willing to do anything to make that happen.
Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw a man standing there. He was a stranger, but there was something about him that made me feel at ease.
Where was I going to that much amount of money? No matter what I do or sell? Even in two years, I will never be able to raise that much not even a quarter of it.
Five hundred thousand dollars is such a huge amount of money.
As I thought about the cost of the operation, it felt like a mountain of debt hanging over me. I knew I couldn't raise that kind of money on my own. I felt so lost and overwhelmed. I didn't know where to turn. I sat there, staring at my mother's still form, tears streaming down my face. I felt like my world was falling apart.
Then, I heard a voice, clear and calm, cutting through the chaos of my thoughts. "You're not alone," the voice said. I turned and saw the man who had been standing next to me.
I didn't know what to do because I was so confused.
"I can see that you're struggling," the man said, his voice gentle and kind. "Let me help you." I didn't know what to say. I was so overwhelmed, and the man's offer of help felt like a lifeline. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice hoarse.
"I can help you raise the money you need for your mother's operation," he said. I stared at him, trying to make sense of what he was saying. "How?" I asked.
The first thing I noticed was the way he was dressing. He wasn't dressed in an outfit but in hospital wear. I studied him for a while just to see that he was mentally challenged. He didn't know what he was saying at all.
It was then two nurses came and took him out.
I turned to my mother again and I went to the doctor's office. I wanted to plead with him if he could help me.
"I am telling you, Ms. Gomez, you need to get the money in a week. Begging won't solve the problem." The doctor said.
I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of the doctor's words. He was right, I couldn't just beg for the money I needed. I had to find a way to raise it. But how? I was starting to feel like I was at the end of my rope. I had no idea what to do next.
I took a deep breath, trying to clear my head. Then, I remembered something the man had said to me. "I can help you raise the money you need." Maybe there was something there, something I could use to my advantage. But what was it?
I kicked the idea of the mentally challenged man out of my thoughts when I scurried out of the hospital to look for the money.
I went straight back to the club where I worked as a waitress. Then I saw Miley, my friend since elementary school.
"So what's up? Have you gotten the money?" She asked.
I nodded negatively.
"No, I haven't gotten the money yet. The doctor said I have only a week for the money to be paid."
"Oh no, that's terrible!" Miley said, her face full of concern. "You know, there might be a way to get the money you need."
I felt a surge of hope. "What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, I've heard of people using crowdfunding sites to raise money for medical expenses," she said. "Maybe you could set up a campaign and get people to donate money to help your mom."
I had never considered using a crowdfunding site before, but it seemed like it could be a real possibility. I decided to give it a try.
"I will try it tomorrow," I replied to her. Then I continued to take the costumer's orders.
As I waited tables, I couldn't stop thinking about the crowdfunding campaign. Would it work? Would people be willing to donate money to help me and my mom? I knew it was a long shot, but I had to try. After all, I didn't have any other options.
The next day, I went to the computer at the library and set up a profile on a crowdfunding site. I described my mom's medical condition and the need for money to pay for her operation. I wasn't sure if anyone would donate, but I hoped that someone out there would be willing to help.
After I had created the profile, I began to spread the word about it. I posted it on my social media accounts and shared it with my friends and family. I was nervous, but I tried to stay hopeful. Then, something amazing happened.
Within a few hours, the donations started coming in. People were giving money to help me and my mom! I was overwhelmed with gratitude. But at the end of the day, the money didn't amount to anything close to what I wanted. It isn't even up to a quarter of the money requested.
I was only able to raise five thousand dollars out of five hundred thousand dollars. I have to find a fast way to do that.
Memories haunted Andrea's dreams, echoes of a past she couldn't escape. Her father's laughter, her mother's tears, and the cold, calculating smile of Julian Richardson. The night her father's business was ruined, the night he died, was etched in her memory like a scar. Andrea's eyes burned with a fire that had fueled her every move since then. Revenge. She had spent years gathering strength, planning, and waiting. Now, she was ready. Andrea slipped on her mask, a perfect facade of innocence and vulnerability. She would infiltrate the Richardson family, gather evidence of their wrongdoing, and bring them down. But nothing could have prepared her for Nathaniel Richardson, Julian's son. Charming, handsome, and kind, he was the last person she expected to fall for. As Andrea navigated the treacherous landscape of the Richardson family's secrets and lies, she found herself torn between her desire for revenge and her growing feelings for Nathaniel. Would she choose to destroy the family that had destroyed hers, or would love redeem them all? This prologue sets the stage for a dramatic and emotional story, introducing the themes of revenge, love, and redemption.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
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Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."