The Anderson family's fall from grace was swift and brutal. With the way their condition was now, nobody would ever believe that they were once in wealth and power but as it stands right now, they now found themselves drowning in debt and desperation.Their luxurious lifestyle totally crumbled, and was replaced by constant harassment from creditors and the gnawing fear of losing even the only property they had, the company and their mansion.Michael Anderson sat at the kitchen table of their once prosperous home, now stripped of its former glory. The lavish decorations had been sold off piece by piece to cover mounting debts. Bills and notices of overdue payments cluttered the table, each one was a reminder of their bad situation."Dad, the phone's been ringing all morning," Lewis said, walking into the kitchen with a look of frustration. "It’s the creditors again. They’re threatening legal action." Michael sighed deeply, running a hand through his graying hair. "I know, Lewis. They’

Garcia Anderson walked briskly down the crowded city street, her eyes scanning every face she passed. It was that bad, she couldn't just stay and do nothing.She was eager to find Harvey, the one person she believed could save her family from ruin. Despite the cold wind biting at her cheeks, she didn’t slow her pace. Her search for Harvey had become an obsession, and she wouldn’t rest until she found him.Stopping in front of a small café, Garcia pushed open the door and stepped inside. The warmth of the café was a welcome relief from the chilly air outside. She approached the counter and smiled at the barista."Excuse me," she began, "I'm looking for someone who might have been in here recently. His name is Harvey. He's about my age, has dark hair, and usually wears sunshades. "The barista frowned, thinking for a moment before shaking her head. "Sorry, I don’t recall anyone like that. We get a lot of customers, though. You might want to check with the manager." Garcia nodded and than

Gracia sat at my kitchen table, a steaming cup of coffee in hand, and the file the head nurse had given her spread out before her. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, tossing a bright shine over the papers. Her heart raced as she took a deep breath and began to sift through the information.The first few pages detailed Nadia's medical history, but she went on, hoping for a clue. As she flipped through the documents, she continued watching it: Harvey. Her fingers trembled slightly as she found a section about his background and current status.Garcia took a sip of coffee, the warmth steadying her nerves, and continued reading. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she absorbed the information. According to the file, Harvey resided at one of the most prestigious addresses in the city. Her mind reeled at the revelation. This was the address of the city’s richest man."No way," she whispered to herself, shaking her head. "This can’t be right."She read the passage again, mak

Gracia’s shoulders slumped. "Thank you, but I really wish he could," she said quietly. "But I’ll still come back tomorrow."As she turned to leave, she overheard one of the guards mutter to another, "I hope Harvey realizes how persistent she is. She’s not giving up."And it was true, I was ready to be doing this all the time as long as he would hear me. Gracia returned the next day and the day after that. Each time, the outcome was the same. But she chose to keep trying. For the sake of her family, she couldn’t afford to give up.****However, harvey had been intentionally avoiding Gracia's attempts to contact him for weeks now. He knew he had been looking for him, trying to reach out through the people the lat knew them before, and coming to his estate everyday. but he made a conscious decision to ignore her. The wounds from the past were still raw, and he wasn't ready to confront her or her family again.One sunny afternoon, Harvey was on his way out of a business meeting at a downt

Gracia stood there, stunned, unable to fully process Harvey's revelation. Her mind raced, disbelief flooding through her. How could he see through all my tactics so easily? It was barely just a week ago when she managed to get his information from the hospital. And was so happy that things would change, that Harvey would help her. But now, here she was, completely at a loss."Harvey, please," she pleaded, her voice shaking. "You have to understand, I'm desperate. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I am so sorry."He looked at me with a cold, unyielding gaze. "You're only desperate because you've run out of options, Gracia. Your manipulation worked before, but not anymore."His words cut deep, leaving me feeling exposed and helpless. She had always managed to sway people, to get them to see things her way. But Harvey was different. He wasn't budging, and it left her completely confused about what to do next."What do you want me to do? Please tell me." She asked, her voice barel