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Sir, She's Gone With Their Daughter And Never Returns

Leanora Tanouye

My four-year-old daughter was dying of leukemia, waiting desperately for a bone marrow transplant. I begged my billionaire husband to just call the registry or visit her, but he claimed he was too busy with board meetings to care. Until the hospital informed me that my daughter's life-saving bone marrow had been suddenly reallocated to another patient. When I walked down the VIP hallway, I found my husband. He wasn't at a board meeting. He was gently peeling an apple, playing the loving father to his widowed mistress's daughter. When my pale, sick daughter called out for him, he instinctively stepped back in disgust. I later discovered the mistress had bribed the hospital to swap the registry numbers, stealing my daughter's marrow for her own child. When I demanded a divorce, my husband laughed in my face. "You haven't worked a day in four years. You're a purchased asset. You don't get to walk away." He threatened to freeze my accounts, assuming I would be starving on the streets and begging to come back. His family and the mistress publicly mocked my background, waiting for me to be utterly humiliated. They thought I was just a useless, penniless housewife who relied entirely on his last name to survive. They didn't know I never needed a single cent of his money. I packed my bags, took my daughter, and made a single phone call. Three days later, at his family's elite banquet, my husband waited to see me beg. Instead, the most powerful corporate magnate in North America walked right past him, bowed to me at a perfect ninety-degree angle, and spoke. "Welcome back to the throne, Madam."

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Neon lights were flashing in the dark night of C City. The day was a busy, and the night was joyful.

Half past nine in the evening was the most active time. It was a chaotic scene in Lux bar. Men and women were dancing on the dance floor, where they could vent their emotions everywhere.

Suddenly, a bright light came over on the stage in the center of the dancing floor, and everyone's eyes were attracted by it. They quickly looked over, and saw a woman in a gauze skirt. Bold as she was, her small face and restrained and shy look was very young!

While the guests were guessing the identity of the maiden, the host walked onto the stage and spoke loudly with a microphone, "everyone, please calm down! "This lady is the artist we signed today. Of course, she is of great value to us!"! million! Open the bidding begins! "

"Well, she looks very ordinary. Is that also worth one million?"

"Yes! Was her body gilded with gold or silver? So expensive? I can give you a 50% discount. I've bought it! "

Standing on the stage and listening to the people downstairs haggling like buying cabbages in the vegetable market, Emmett Zhong couldn't hold back her tears.

Today, she had received the hospital's critically ill notice, and if her brother hadn't received the treatment, she wouldn't have gone to such a dangerous place in exchange for high fees for the surgeries.

Although their words humiliated her, she didn't retreat or escape, did she? She couldn't bear to see her brother die because of lack of money for surgery! That was her only family! The only family!

At the thought of her dying brother, she plucked up all her courage to bravely stand on the stage, turning a blind eye to the guests. This was her stage. Although it was an embarrassing stage, she had to be proud, instead of crawling at their feet like a dog!

Dad and mom, you must protect Emmett Zhong and Joe Zhong in the heaven. Please bless them! He must hold on this night, and he would be fine!

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