Chapter 10
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Then, she began to bow.
The hospital bustled with activity and the street was filled with onlookers.
Passersby whispered, pointing, yet Elvira seemed oblivious to it all, her sole focus on her relentless bowing.
I paused for a moment, then rolled down the car window.
To my surprise, Elvira’s eyes brightened and she crawled over, still kneeling.
I studied her servile behavior, my voice cold as ice. “Does this scene look familiar to you?”
Elvira froze, her breath hitching.
I leaned forward slightly, continuing in a low, controlled tone, “Three years ago, when I first met you, you were just as humble.”
“You knelt down for your tuition fees, bowing to me every holiday.”
“Back then, I felt pity for you, thinking you understood gratitude.”
“But now, I see. Someone who doesn’t value their own dignity is the most shameless kind of person.”
“People like you are terrifying.”
“Three years ago, you took everything from me. But three years later, I won’t let you succeed again.”
“Elvira, this act doesn’t work on me anymore.“.
“Your knees are dirtier than the ground beneath you and your kneeling is worthless.”
Elvira’s face drained of color, her features frozen in shock.
Suddenly, she turned to Eros. “Mr. Ferrari, I’m younger than Alora. I can do anything.”
It was as if she had grasped her last shred of hope, her voice trembling as she pleaded, “Please, Mr. Ferrari, give me a chance.”
Eros merely frowned, his expression unreadable and without a second glance, he rolled up the car window.
The car drove away, leaving only Silas, standing frozen in place and Elvira, still kneeling in the dust.
A month passed and Silas’s company crumbled to dust.
It happened faster than anyone had expected.
The wealthy businessmen, fueled by a need for vengeance, descended on him like a storm. After all, it was Silas,who had set everything in motion, the catalyst for their wrath. They had lost fortunes because of him and now they would make him pay.
In the end, Silas was left bankrupt, buried in debt, a man without a name and his credit shattered.
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Suddenly, she turned to Eros. “Mr. Ferrari, I’m younger than Alora. I can do anything,”
It was as if she had grasped her last shred of hope, her voice trembling as she pleaded, “Please, Mr. Ferrari, give me a chance.”
Eros merely frowned, his expression unreadable and without a second glance, he rolled up the car window.
The car drove away, leaving only Silas, standing frozen in place and Elvira, still kneeling in
the dust.
A month passed and Silas’s company crumbled to dust.
It happened faster than anyone had expected,
The wealthy businessmen, fueled by a need for vengeance, descended on him like a storm.
After all, it was Silas who had set everything in motion, the catalyst for their wrath.
They had lost fortunes because of him and now they would make him pay.
In the end, Silas was left bankrupt, buried in debt, a man without a name and his credit
shattered.
Elvira, on the other hand, began to breathe a little easier.
She had dodged a bullet by not marrying Silas, sparing herself from the weight of his financial ruin.
She tried to latch onto other wealthy men, desperate to secure her place, but her reputation had already been so thoroughly sullied that no one of importance would touch her.
Her attempts were futile.
Her humiliating public kneeling at the hospital quickly spread like wildfire online and soon, her dirty laundry was out for all to see.
Even the most casual of netizens knew of her betrayal, how she had sold out the very person who had once helped her.
The backlash was swift and brutal.
Yet, in an almost delusional twist, Elvira seemed to think, “Bad fame is still fame.”
Undeterred by the scorn, she shamelessly launched a live stream, hoping to sell products and make a quick buck.
But within minutes, the stream was abruptly shut down, flooded with countless reports from viewers who had no patience for her antics.
Her contract was clear: she had to compensate the supplier for the losses incurred.
Just like Silas, she now found herself buried under a mountain of debt.
***
Months later, I found myself pregnant.
Eros accompanied me to a check–up.
At the entrance of the hospital, I caught sight of Silas and Elvira rummaging through the
trash
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The backlash was swift and brutal.
Yet, in an almost delusional twist, Elvira seemed to think, “Bad fame is still fame.”
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Undeterred by the scorn, she shamelessly launched a live stream, hoping to sell products and make a quick buck.
But within minutes, the stream was abruptly shut down, flooded with countless reports from viewers who had no patience for her antics.
Her contract was clear: she had to compensate the supplier for the losses incurred.
Just like Silas, she now found herself buried under a mountain of debt.
***
Months later, I found myself pregnant.
Eros accompanied me to a check–up.
At the entrance of the hospital, I caught sight of Silas and Elvira rummaging through the
trash.
The moment their eyes met mine, a flash of resentment crossed their faces.
But when they noticed the bodyguards flanking me, they quickly lowered their heads and scurried away.
Confused, I turned to Eros. “Even after everything, they shouldn’t have fallen this far, should they?”
Eros replied flatly, “No one will hire them. They can’t find work anywhere and even if they tried street vending, no one would buy from them. Picking up trash is all they have left.” Two years later, news broke of two bodies discovered on a park bench.
They were believed to be homeless people, victims of poisoning after eating tainted food. The police identified the bodies as Elvira and Silas.
But I paid little mind to the news, distracted by my son at the door, tugging at my attention. Still, under two and a half, he had already learned to talk, though his words were a little slurred.
“Mama! Mama! Hurry, or we’ll miss Daddy’s flight!”
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Then, she began to bow.
The hospital bustled with activity and the street was filled with onlookers.
Passersby whispered, pointing, yet Elvira seemed oblivious to it all, her sole focus on her relentless bowing.
I paused for a moment, then rolled down the car window.
To my surprise, Elvira’s eyes brightened and she crawled over, still kneeling.
I studied her servile behavior, my voice cold as ice. “Does this scene look familiar to you?”
Elvira froze, her breath hitching.
I leaned forward slightly, continuing in a low, controlled tone, “Three years ago, when I first met you, you were just as humble.”
“You knelt down for your tuition fees, bowing to me every holiday.”
“Back then, I felt pity for you, thinking you understood gratitude.”
“But now, I see. Someone who doesn’t value their own dignity is the most shameless kind of person.”
“People like you are terrifying.”
“Three years ago, you took everything from me. But three years later, I won’t let you succeed again.”
“Elvira, this act doesn’t work on me anymore.”
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“Your knees are dirtier than the ground beneath you and your kneeling is worthless.”
Elvira’s face drained of color, her features frozen in shock.
Suddenly, she turned to Eros. “Mr. Ferrari, I’m younger than Alora. I can do anything.”
It was as if she had grasped her last shred of hope, her voice trembling as she pleaded, “Please, Mr. Ferrari, give me a chance.”
Eros merely frowned, his expression unreadable and without a second glance, he rolled up the car window.
The car drove away, leaving only Silas, standing frozen in place and Elvira, still kneeling in
the dust.
A month passed and Silas’s company crumbled to dust.
It happened faster than anyone had expected.
The wealthy businessmen, fueled by a need for vengeance, descended on him like a storm.
After all, it was Silas who had set everything in motion, the catalyst for their wrath.
They had lost fortunes because of him and now they would make him pay.
In the end, Silas was left bankrupt, buried in debt, a man without a name and his credit
shattered.
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Elvira, on the other hand, began to breathe a little easier.
She had dodged a bullet by not marrying Silas, sparing herself from the weight of his financial ruin.
She tried to latch onto other wealthy men, desperate to secure her place, but her reputation had already been so thoroughly sullied that no one of importance would touch her.
Her attempts were futile.
Her humiliating public kneeling at the hospital quickly spread like wildfire online and soon, her dirty laundry was out for all to see.
Even the most casual of netizens knew of her betrayal, how she had sold out the very person who had once helped her.
The backlash was swift and brutal.
Yet, in an almost delusional twist, Elvira seemed to think, “Bad fame is still fame.”
Undeterred by the scorn, she shamelessly launched a live stream, hoping to sell products and make a quick buck.
But within minutes, the stream was abruptly shut down, flooded with countless reports from viewers who had no patience for her antics.
Her contract was clear: she had to compensate the supplier for the losses incurred.
Just like Silas, she now found herself buried under a mountain of debt.
***
Months later, I found myself pregnant.
Eros accompanied me to a check–up.
At the entrance of the hospital, I caught sight of Silas and Elvira rummaging through the
trash.
The moment their eyes met mine, a flash of resentment crossed their faces.
But when they noticed the bodyguards flanking me, they quickly lowered their heads and scurried away.
Confused, I turned to Eros. “Even after everything, they shouldn’t have fallen this far, should they?”
Eros replied flatly, “No one will,hire them. They can’t find work anywhere and even if they tried street vending, no one would buy from them. Picking up trash is all they have left.” Two years later, news broke of two bodies discovered on a park bench.
They were believed to be homeless people, victims of poisoning after eating tainted food. The police identified the bodies as Elvira and Silas.
But I paid little mind to the news, distracted by my son at the door, tugging at my attention. Still, under two and a half, he had already learned to talk, though his words were a little slurred.
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Confused, turned to Eros. “Even after everything, they shouldn’t have fallen this far, should they?”
Eros replied flatly, “No one will hire them. They can’t find work anywhere and even if they tried street vending, no one would buy from them. Picking up trash is all they have left.”
Two years later, news broke of two bodies discovered on a park bench.
They were believed to be homeless people, victims of poisoning after eating tainted food.
The police identified the bodies as Elvira and Silas.
But I paid little mind to the news, distracted by my son at the door, tugging at my attention.
Still, under two and a half, he had already learned to talk, though his words were a little
slurred.
“Mama! Mama! Hurry, or we’ll miss Daddy’s flight!”
I laughed softly. “I’m coming! I’m coming! If we’re late, you’ll be the one to blame, little one.”
(The End)
