She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 514

Lyra tossed and turned all night. As soon as the first light of dawn broke, she put on a mask and hurried alone to a pharmacy down the street.

She bought a pink box of short-acting contraceptive pills. Stepping out of the store, she found a quiet corner, pulled down her mask, and swallowed a pill without a second's hesitation, washing it down with a bottle of water she had grabbed from a convenience store.

She crushed the empty box and shoved it deep into a public trash can, destroying all evidence. Only when that was done did she pull herself together and head to the office for work.

The television mounted in the pharmacy had been broadcasting the morning financial news. The multibillion-dollar charity donation was everywhere. The news had officially exploded.

Inside the cramped apartment the Ford family was renting, the atmosphere was suffocating. The entire family sat paralyzed, staring at the screen as the news anchor detailed Mrs. Sawyer and Rowan's joint donation of one hundred and eighty billion dollars.

Grandma Townsend felt her blood run cold, as if struck by lightning.

Mrs. Sawyer's eighty billion was just gone?

Why couldn't she just give it to her? Why throw away every last cent without leaving anything behind?

The realization was worse than a physical blow.

Valerie Townsend's brow furrowed tightly, panic and desperation burning in her chest. "The eighty billion is gone. Thomas and Elara are still locked up, and we don't have a single dime to bribe anyone or pull strings. How are we supposed to bail them out now?"

She snapped her head toward Jasmine, a desperate glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Didn't you say Victoria Jameson reached out to you recently to catch up? Go beg her for help! The Jamesons are filthy rich. If she just says the word, we can turn this around. Didn't Rowan just throw away eighty billion dollars?!"

Jasmine's fingernails dug brutally into her palms.

With the Ford family's businesses entirely ruined, their only source of cash flow was The Sapphire Room—the high-end restaurant Rowan had casually gifted her years ago. But its meager profits weren't nearly enough to cover the massive bail amount.

She had spent so much time and energy kissing up to Mrs. Sawyer, desperately scheming to become her god-granddaughter so she could inherit that eighty billion and permanently crush Lyra.

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