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All Her Secrets Chapter 5 by Chestnut

Chapter 5 So Easy to Retort
Rachael knew her youngest daughter wouldn’t be able to control herself, so she asked Liana to take the maid, Haylie Barber, with her when she came over.
At first, when Haylie saw that Liana had the upper hand, she did not plan to step in.

However, now that Haylie saw Liana getting so mad because of Catherine’s words, she stepped forward to stop her quickly.

Haylie comforted Liana nicely and repeated what Rachael had said over and over again until Liana finally calmed down.

Liana ordered the maids behind her angrily, “Come on up. Throw the things here!”

Then, two young maids came up and threw two stacks of clothes in front of Catherine.

Liana looked at Catherine arrogantly. Haylie was right. Catherine was all talk.

Vixens from the countryside were all like that. On the other hand, Liana was a noble daughter of a wealthy family. She couldn’t stoop to Catherine’s level.

“These are all clothes I have only worn a few times and want to throw away. All of them are from big brands. You probably haven’t even heard of these brands, have you?”

Liana looked arrogant, as though she was granting Catherine a huge favor by giving her her old clothes.

“I’m giving them to you now out of kindness. Are you moved? You don’t need to thank me though. Look at the battered T-shirt you are wearing. You look even poorer than a beggar. The Swanns can’t afford for you to embarrass us like this. So hurry and change into these clothes.”

Catherine looked down at her clothes.

Was the T-shirt she was wearing battered?

She had just gotten this the day before yesterday. Ronin told her there were only ten in the world, and he only got it after hacking into over 10 thousand computers.

If Ronin didn’t beg repeatedly and the T-shirt was indeed of a relatively simple design, Catherine would never wear it.

Catherine couldn’t believe that this piece of work that the top designer, Marianne, had designed before she retired was considered suitable for a beggar in Liana’s eyes.

Suddenly, Catherine thought she shouldn’t waste her breath talking to Liana anymore.

Seeing that Catherine did not answer, Liana thought she had successfully intimidated Catherine with her clothes.

“Catherine, Dad has arranged for you to go to a school. Someone like you, who had never gone to a school before, could never go to school otherwise. However, you can’t embarrass the Swanns anymore, so Dad donated a library to the school so that they’d admit you. Do remember to cherish this opportunity. You must be grateful for it, got it? You can’t be wasting the Swanns’ money all the time.”

Liana thought that, despite the fact the Swanns were rich, it would be a better use of money for the family to buy her a few more new bags instead of spending it on a country girl like Catherine.

Catherine couldn’t help sneering out loud.

Hearing the mocking in Catherine’s sneers, Liana frowned as she looked at Catherine with a questioning gaze.

“Bumpkin, what are you laughing at?”

Catherine lowered her head and raised an eyebrow, looking careless.

“What do you think I’m laughing at? Liana, have you forgotten that all the Swanns’ money is now mine? What is wrong with donating my money to build a library so that I can go to school? You ask me to be grateful for it. Should I thank myself then?”

Liana couldn’t help it anymore. She burst out crying out of anger and ran out of the room.

Naturally, the other maids followed as Liana left, running after her.

Finally, nobody was there to bother Catherine anymore. She looked at the old clothes on the floor and shook her head helplessly.

Liana was too weak to burst out crying only after chatting for a while. It was no fun at all.

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His Nanny Mate Chapter 249 By Eve Above Story

His Nanny Mate Chapter 249 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 249: Purpose Over Profit

Moana The months in between Michael going to prison and Daisy’s birth were a whirlwind of emotions and unexpected turns. After the incident with Michael, where he was sentenced to prison for his attempt on my life, my world took another astonishing twist. The news outlets revealed a shocking revelation: Moana, the seemingly ordinary girl who was raised in an orphanage, was, in fact, the legendary Golden Wolf. I never imagined my life could become so entangled in a web of fame and attention. Suddenly, everyone wanted a piece of me. All sorts of brands and non-governmental organizations bombarded me with invitations and tempting monetary offers. It was overwhelming, to say the least. My inbox was flooded with messages from high-profile companies and influential figures, all hoping to capitalize on my newfound fame. It felt like the world had changed overnight, and I struggled to comprehend the weight of it all. As the news continued to report on the outrageous offers I was receiving, doubt crept into the minds of many. People began questioning whether the Golden Wolf, the protector of nature and advocate for equality, would truly stay true to her purpose or succumb to the allure of money. These doubts lingered in my mind as well, threatening to pull me away from the path I had set for myself. In the midst of this chaos, I almost fell victim to a company that was particularly skilled in branding. They had a compelling narrative and seemed genuinely interested in making a positive impact on the world. At first, it was love at first sight. I was thrilled to have the chance to be involved with such a high profile company. However, as I delved deeper into their motives, it became evident that they were driven solely by profit. Their true intentions were masked by a cleverly crafted facade, and it took the guidance of my trusted companion, Edrick, to see through their deception. Edrick, ever the wise and discerning soul, helped me navigate through the sea of offers. Together, we carefully scrutinized each proposition, seeking the genuine ones from those that were merely seeking to exploit my fame. We rejected all those with insincere intentions, determined to stay true to our mission of making the world a more equitable place. It was a lot of work for a while, and a lot of late nights were spent sifting through mountains of proposal letters and applications. However, amidst all of the chaos, we discovered a small organization that aligned perfectly with our values. “Look,” I said late one night as Edrick and I sat up and worked through the sea of paperwork. It was just a couple of months before Daisy was set to be born, and my belly was practically bursting as I leaned forward to hand Edrick the piece of paper that caught my attention. “Look at this organization I just found.” Edrick furrowed his brow as he took the letter from me. “Humanity’s Reach Initiative,” he said under his breath. Edrick furrowed his brow as he took the letter from me. “Humanity’s Reach Initiative,” he said under his breath. “They’re not offering any money,” I said, feeling my chest swell a bit with excitement. “All they want is someone who is really dedicated to helping the world.” Edrick looked a little skeptical. “We can give them a call if you’d like,” he said, supportive as always. “We’ll call tomorrow.” Indeed, the next day we called Humanity’s Reach Initiative. Within a few weeks, I was signing my first contract. They may not have had the grandeur or financial prowess of the other offers, but their dedication and commitment to their cause shone through. Their passion for creating a better world was undeniable, and I knew deep in my heart that they were the right choice. Rather than merely accepting their invitation, Edrick went a step further. He decided to invest in this organization, recognizing the immense potential they held to effect real change. It was a gesture that truly touched my soul. Together, we wanted to nurture and uplift those who shared our vision, knowing that every small step towards progress mattered. When we made our decision, the runner of the organization expressed her immense gratitude. Her name was Jolene, and we had been working closely with her for a few months. Countless press conferences, public events, and charity galas later, Jolene wrote a heartfelt letter, publicly thanking both Edrick and me for believing in their cause: To Moana and Edrick Morgan: I hope this letter finds you both in the best of spirits, for it carries with it an abundance of gratitude and appreciation. It is with utmost sincerity and admiration that I reach out to express my heartfelt thanks for your unwavering support and belief in our organization, Humanity’s Reach Initiative. Words alone cannot capture the depth of gratitude that fills my heart as I reflect upon the momentous decision you both made. Your selection of our small organization, despite the limited financial resources we possess, has reaffirmed our unwavering dedication to creating a more equal and just world. It is through the genuine intentions and unwavering commitment of individuals like yourselves that our vision can come to fruition. Your rejection of the enticing monetary offers from other brands and NGOs speaks volumes about your character and the values you hold dear. In a world driven by profit and self-interest, you have remained steadfast in your pursuit of genuine change. The trust you have placed in us is both humbling and inspiring, and it fuels our resolve to make a meaningful impact in the lives of those who need it most. Edrick’s decision to invest in our organization goes beyond mere financial support. It represents a partnership built on shared values and a mutual understanding of the potential we possess to create lasting change. Your investment is not just in our organization, but in the countless lives we aim to uplift and empower. Please accept my heartfelt thanks for recognizing the true essence of our work, which extends far beyond financial gain. Your belief in our mission to foster equality and justice serves as a guiding light, propelling us forward in our endeavors. Your support provides us with the means to continue advocating for those who have been marginalized and forgotten. In light of your generous support, we pledge to remain transparent, accountable, and focused on our shared goals. Your trust empowers us to dream bigger, to reach further, and to touch the lives of countless individuals who yearn for a better future. On behalf of the entire Humanity’s Reach Initiative, I extend my deepest gratitude to both of you. Your decision to choose purpose over profit has reinvigorated our spirits and solidified our commitment to the cause we hold so dear. We are honored to have you as partners in our journey, and we look forward to forging a future of meaningful impact, together. With immense appreciation and warmest regards, Jolene Leader, Humanity’s Reach Initiative Reading that letter, which was published in the local newspaper, made tears come to my eyes. But beyond that, it was humbling. It was a humbling experience to witness the impact we could have on someone’s life by extending a helping hand. Their gratitude reassured me that we had made the right choice amidst all the chaos. In the days that followed, as news of our collaboration spread, I realized the true power that lay within me. It was not just the power of being the Golden Wolf, but the power to choose, to discern, and to inspire change. I understood that the path I had been thrust upon was not just about protecting nature but also about using my influence to create a more just and compassionate world. The overwhelming offers and temptations had momentarily veered me off course, but with Edrick’s guidance, I found my way back. Together, we rejected the falsehoods and embraced the genuine opportunities. We were determined to remain steadfast in our purpose, never allowing ourselves to be swayed by materialistic desires. With so much change underway, the world really did feel like my oyster. And I was prepared to weather the tides of the ocean as the Golden Wolf, so long as I had my newfound family by my side.

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