The Girl I Fed For Five Years Stole My Fiancé Chapter 08
My Life Is Just Beginning
With no way to pay her bills, Mia starts taking out payday loans. Big ones.
Robbing Peter to pay Paul. Compounding interest. In no time she’s buried under a few million in debt.
The loan sharks show up at her door. They trash her apartment. And during the scuffle, one of them throws acid straight in her face.
That face she was so proud of—the one that got her into my fiancé’s bed—melted right off.
When my private investigator drops the hospital photos on my desk, I just glance at them. Calm.
Mia used to scream that she was going to take everything I had.
Now she’s got nothing.
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Three months later. Sunny afternoon.
I’m standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my high-rise, in a sharp white suit, looking out over the whole city.
There’s a soft knock at the office door.
My assistant walks in carrying two glasses of champagne. His voice can barely hide the excitement.
“Ms. Sanders, the foundation’s opening gala was a huge success. With the big investor contributions, we blew past a hundred million on the first round.”
I take a glass. Clink it lightly.
“Good.”
I take a sip. Sweet champagne slides down my throat, warm and intoxicating.
I turn my head. I catch my own reflection in the glass. Confident. Beautiful.
A quiet smile lifts the corner of my mouth.
All those ugly people. All those ugly things.
The betrayal. The lies. The tears. The pain.
Every last piece of it—gone. Washed away in the current.
My life is just getting started.
(THE END)