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 desperation had reached new peaks. After exhausting all leads at the hospital, she had found herself standing outside the gates of the mansion where Harvey was rumored to be living. The sprawling estate, with its high iron gates and manicured lawns, looked more like a fortress than a home. She knew this was her last chance to find him.Every day for the past week, she had driven to the mansion and parked her car a short distance away. Each time, she mustered up the courage to approach the gates, only to be stopped by the stern-faced security guards.On this particular morning, Gracia arrived wearing a light summer dress, hoping to appear less intimidating. She approached the gate with a mixture of hope and anxiety.The head security guard, a tall man with serious behavior, recognized her immediately. "Good morning, ma'am," he said, his tone polite but firm. "What brings you here again today?""Good morning," Gracia replied, forcing a smile. "I'm here to see Harvey. It's very
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
As Harvey stood there, facing Gracia once again, her plea hanging in the air, entering from one ear and going out from the other, he knew he couldn't ignore the pain in his heart, especially with the knowledge he had now about how his parents had died.My mind raced with memories of betrayal and hardship inflicted upon me and my family by hers. Just seeing her alone wanted to punish her immediately.My mind raced with memories of betrayal and hardship inflicted upon me and my family by hers."Gracia," he began, his voice firm but tinged with bitterness, "I can't help you. Not after everything your family did yo me."Her face fell, and Harvey could see the hurt in her eyes. Part of me softened momentarily at the sight of her pain, Gracia was a woman I used to love. but he quickly steeled himself against it. This was his chance to finally voice the years of frustration and anger that had built up inside him."You and your family destroyed my life," Harvey continued, each word laced with
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
Days turned into weeks, and still, Gracia continued to beg. Each time Harvey saw Gracia, it was the same desperate plea, the same empty promises. It began to infuriate him, her persistence chipping away at his patience.One afternoon, he was leaving his house when saw her waiting by the entrance. Her face lit up with hope as she spotted him, but all she felt was a surge of frustration."Harvey, please," she called out, hurrying to enter my compound. "Just hear me out one more time."Harvey stopped, turning to face her with a sigh. "Gracia, I've heard you out more times than I can count. What more can you possibly say?"She looked at me with pleading eyes. "We need you, please. The company has fallen apart without your expertise. You're the only one who can save us."He felt his jaw clench, the familiar anger bubbling up. "You didn't need me when your family was ruining my life. Why should I help you now? Don't bother me."She reached out, trying to grab my arm, but I stepped back. "Pl
Gracia sat in her office, staring blankly at the stack of rejected proposals on her desk. The weight of the company's impending collapse hung heavily over her. She couldn't shake the image of Harvey, no longer the worthless son-in-law she once saw him as, but a powerful and influential figure in the business world. The realization filled her with regret.She had underestimated him, belittled him, and now he held all the cards. If only she could convince him to help. His unique ideas and business acumen were their only hope to lift the company out of this mess.Gracia couldn't help but think back to all the times she had dismissed him, treated him with contempt. And now, here she was, desperate and humbled, needing his help more than ever."How could I have been so blind?" she muttered to herself, her voice heavy with regret.The memory of their last conversation replayed in her mind. His cold, unforgiving demeanor. The way he looked at her, devoid of any empathy or concern. It was cle
One afternoon, Harvey’s phone buzzed with a call from an old colleague at Stephenson’s. “Hey, Harvey. Just wanted to give you a heads-up. Gracia’s been coming around here looking for you. She’s desperate.”Harvey smirked, his mind already working on a plan. “Thanks for the info. I think it’s time for a little payback. She’s been spreading lies about me to investors, trying to save her sinking ship.”The next day, Harvey decided to give Gracia a taste of her own medicine. He instructed his assistant to book an appointment with her, ensuring it was a time when he’d be in the office but hidden away in a private room.Gracia showed up right on time, her face a mixture of hope and desperation. She sat in the waiting area, glancing around nervously. Harvey watched from a concealed spot, relishing the tension in her body language.His assistant approached her, a rehearsed look of regret on her face. “I’m sorry, Ms. Gracia, but Mr. Harvey had to step out for an urgent meeting. Can we reschedu