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Chapter 9
rd seat Mason my Incation, but I was opportunity
| certain he’d help–what if Kibry had gotten to him ben? That’s why when I accidentally bumped into that village boy. I saw another
In my previous life, during my three years of captivity, that same boy had shown me kindness. Despite his own poverty, he’d secretly brought me bread, cheese, and clean water when no one was watching
without han, I might not have murviced those three years
1 kere bin story he lived ale with his sick grandinether. Despite
te being so young, he was Incredibly responsible, but his grandmother needed surgery they c
When I pulled him into the but earlier, Ti made him a solemn promise: if he would go to the police se me. Id pay for his grandmother’s medical treatment[]
Frank the moment he agreed, I knew he wouldact let me
The police station was far away, which is why I’d questioned taey about the truth–partly from genuine curiosity, but also in bay time)
Thank god it worked
could never
lanced at Rey and the others their faces when, and told the officers everything–their cruel plans, their abuse, and even the Hizarre truth that they were all reborn If another 1
Mason, in his desperation, tried ordering his security team to attack the officers. Fortunately. Id specifically told the boy to emphasize the seriousness of the station
The police had sent their tactical und, armed with weapons ||
The securdy team–just employees doing their jobs–wisely refused to engage.
The tables had completely turned. After giving my statement, I was free, while Juley, my parents,” Mason, and the old farmer were all taken into custody.
They demanded ball but Calloway Industries was now firmly under my control 1 denied their request without bestation
The Lopez family, already dealing with internal power struggles, quickly abandoned Mason and appointed a new heir
Miss Calloway, is
what would you like in do next? my assistant asked when she arrived with my security team.
The working from here for the next month, Treplied ||
This rural landscape had once been my personal hell knew that even if I left, the tram would take time to heal. Better to stay and face it directly–short term pain
dead of prolonged suffering
A month later. I could finally enjoy the beautball countryside views while remotely managing company attairs]
The village b
boy’s grandmother had recovered from her surgery and could walk again. The two of them en vatted me, bringing homemade jerky and cheese []
Enjoying their authentic local specialties and seeing their genuine smiles, I couldn’t help but smile back
in
Max the two from the prace keep asking to see you, my skaut mentioned
rund my “parents.”
I decided to vist them.||
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is just a short time, these onte privileged prople had visibly aged. When they saw me, their dull eyes brightened, their faces misting into ingratiating smiles ||
“Odhis, we made a serville mistake. But we raised you for twenty dive years. Couta’t you find it in your heart to forgive us for all times sake! Help get us released?“]
I studied dem in silence before finally speaking
Treaty the years you’d develop attacent to a dog in that Even if I want your bidagical daughter, we were family for twenty five years. You watched me grow up! Yet one sentence from Riley, and you abandoned me withoum be station, tried to destroy mie ||
You made your choice so decisely then. What’s happening now is simply the coquence of that choice “||
I would never forgive them
How could t, when doing so would betray the memory of my previous life’s suffering and death?||
Before leaving. I toured the rest of the prison
Riley’s face was bruised and swollen. According to the guards, she was frequently targeted by other mates. She’d become debusanal, constantly muttering, “It was all
used to be mine.”
Max and the old farmer were in even worse shape, walking with pronounced limps. I didn’t ask what they’d endured
With Calloway Industries‘ influence, plenty of people were eager to avenge me, to make them suffer.
My approach was simple: 1ether arranged it nor prevented it,
ram I wasn’t responsible.}]
The cold, stale air inside the prison chilled me to the bone. But beyond those doors, brilliant sunshine awatted]
