His Name;Her Cage

the Miles Corporation. They were a simple family-honest, hard

ings. But as the factories began to shut down and machines replaced men, Gerald's pride became a burden he couldn't afford. Desperation, though quiet at first, eventually knocked on his door with force. A frie

from the Mile

e empire run by a man like Kyle Miles. The interest bled him dry,

hed clothes for neighbours, traded baked goods for favours, and kept the household from collaps

hands knew the feel of scrubbing floors and patching clothes, but her mind was always elsewhere, dreami

not just financially but emotionally. He became the reason her father justified the loan. "For his treatments," he wou

but with a proposal-the weight of the Andrews' debt didn't jus

ow she becam

a boardroom. It began in a dying to

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carved-chiseled by silence, pressure, and an unforg

power, once taken, should never be shared. His mother, Margaret, was a ghost in their mansion: always present but never really seen. She spoke

ere expected. Emotions were for the servants. The only affection he received came in the form of le

lready sitting in meetings, taught to read lies in a man's posture before he ever spoke. At twenty-three, he took the r

ebtors-people like Gerald Andrews-Kyle didn't see families. He saw numbers, risks, and consequences. Scar

es is not ju

boy who once wanted to be seen. Not by the board. Not by the world. B

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