"Do you know why she got sterilized? I told her to. She could be married, but she must never give you a child, or I’d leave. To keep me, she knelt and vowed she’d never carry your baby, then went right away to get sterilized.”
After saying that, he clicked his tongue, stepped back, eyes cold. "Finley, the Olson Corporation will one day be my son's. If you know what’s good for you, get lost. If not, I’ll make sure you and your sister die with no burial."
Laughing hard, he walked away.
As I watched the girl hurry over with medicine, I took out my phone and called a number I knew well.
"Gretta Acosta, I agree to go to Canada. My request is simple: make sure Cassandra’s future is settled for good."
The answer came excitedly. "Finley, you finally understand. I’ll handle it at once; someone will pick you up tomorrow."
