The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 82

She used her silk embroidery skills to save up his first pot of gold for business.

But once George had money, his heart changed. In less than five years, he brought his mistress home, had a second child, and abandoned the two of them.

To this day, with Susan so severely ill, George hadn't even come to see her once.

"Mom, stop thinking about George. We'll live well on our own."

Susan grasped her daughter's hand and nodded heavily.

Around the corner from the ward, Vivian vaguely heard their conversation.

George Jenner?

He was actually Claire's biological father.

A flicker of shock flashed through Vivian's eyes, quickly replaced by a cold, sinister gleam.

That afternoon, after Claire finished her IV drip, Miles came to pick her up.

Just as they walked out of the hospital, her phone rang.

Betty Wade's thrilled voice came through the receiver.

"Claire, the platform sent an official notice today. Luna Atelier's account has been unbanned!"

"Unbanned?" Claire was ecstatic, her eyes shining.

"Yes! A lot of fans have been messaging us, asking when our next livestream is."

Good things were happening one after another.

She said joyfully, "Great, I'll go back and set up a stream right away. We need to ride this wave of popularity and promote more products."

Now that the raw materials issue was solved, as long as orders increased, Westhaven Mill could run smoothly.

By then, Silas Reed and the villagers would be able to live comfortable lives.

"Your account was restored?"

"How did you know?" Claire asked, slightly surprised.

Claire sat in what was usually his spot, adjusted the webcam, and turned on the ring light.

After being banned for nearly a week, the stream was quite desolate.

Claire spoke gently to the camera. "Hello everyone, welcome to the Luna Atelier artisan stream. Today, I'm bringing you small items made from Westhaven Village's Iridescent Prism Silk, including little handkerchiefs and keychains..."

Miles's eyes were fixed on the open medical records, but he couldn't process a single word.

He spun a pen in his hand, his ears filled with her unhurried, soothing voice.

Why was it so soft, so sweet?

Miles picked up his earbuds and put them in.

Claire caught this from the corner of her eye.

Huh? So he did think she was too loud?

Miles took out his phone, downloaded the video app, registered an account, searched for "Luna Atelier," and clicked into her stream.