Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 138

“I’ve evaluated your company, and I have no interest in it. It’s on the verge of bankruptcy now, so don’t try to ask for any favors. I do not give them out easily.”

“Very well. Will you help me if I give you your child then?” She wants to find her children, right? Fine. I’ll give her what she wants.

“I’d like to see that.” Vania was still as calm as ever, though Melanie could see the disdain in her eyes.

Melanie frowned. She could sense the underlying message in that reply. I have the clue that leads to her kid, and there’s no way I’d fail. Is she saying that she’s found the child? That doesn’t matter, though. I have the other kid in my hand.

She asked, “What about the other one?”

However, Melanie’s threat backfired. Vania’s face fell, and she retorted, “I will not save your company, and I will find my own children.” Then, she turned to George. “I’ve made it clear that I want nothing to do with you, and you’d best remember that. I’m not someone you can order around.”

“How dare you talk to me like that?! You are crass and rude! Is that how your mother raised you to be? A rude wench?”

George should never have brought Vania’s mother up. It enraged her, and she shot George a murderous glare. If looks could kill, George would have died there and then. “How dare you talk about my mother?” For a moment there, Vania looked as arrogant and proud as her mother used to be when she was alive.

George remembered the terror he suffered back then, and when he looked at Vania again, his hands trembled. “You insolent child!”

Vania was still looking at George and Melanie like they were rotten sc*m tossed into the gutter. She had not forgotten what they did to her, and she would make them pay for it.

Melanie was shaken by the confident look Vania was giving her. Damn it, I’ve failed. She didn’t take the bait. Meanwhile, George was too furious to say anything. A moment later, he held Melanie and glared at Vania. “Let’s go.”

After they left, Vania felt all the strength leaving her, and she plopped back down into her seat. She stared at the sky outside while tearing up. Vania thought to herself, I miss you, Mom.

Linda was shocked by the intensity of the argument, and she quickly went to Vania’s side. “Are you alright, boss?”

Vania massaged her forehead in frustration and shook her head. “I’m fine. Just carry on with your work.”

Linda was still giving her a worried look as she retreated from the office, but Vania stopped her and said, “Get me a bouquet of roses.” Her mother loved roses, just like she did.

Linda nodded. “Very well.”

Soon, a woman in plain clothes sat before a grave in Verdant Cemetery. She brushed her finger across the gravestone as she put the bouquet of roses down before the grave. Vania mumbled to herself, her voice broken, “They took everything from me, but they still think I owe them my life. Who do they think I am? I’m in so much pain. Can you tell me why?” Vania spaced out in the cemetery for more than an hour. She vented all the anger, sorrow, and frustration that was in her

heart before she finally got back up. Vania then wiped the gravestone clean while saying, “I’ll have to go now. See you someday.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.