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3/3 Chapter 13 Ten Thousand Chapter 13 Ten Thousand +10 Free Coins Ryan had been in a taxi bound for Anston when the accident happened. Strangely, he was barely hurt, the driver was the one in critical condition. Why would Ryan suddenly decide to head for Anston? Grace signed the consent papers, telling the doctors to use the best medicine available. But at the cashier's desk, "Sorry, miss. This card isn't working." It was the secondary card Ethan had given her. Grace quickly pulled up her payment code. "Try this." The clerk shook their head. "Still no good.

It's restricted for use outside your registered city." It had never been like this before... Ethan had blocked her? Grace didn't want to believe he could be that malicious. But Ryan's life depended on the money. "Please wait just a moment." She stepped into the stairwell and dialed Ethan. It rang for a long time before he picked up, his voice cold. "What?" He knew. He damn well knew. "Why is the account we share restricted? Why can't I use it outside the city?" Ethan chuckled. "Need cash? Beg me, Grace. Admit you were wrong.

Say it, and I'll unlock it right now." Her nails dug into her palms until they swelled. She closed her eyes and forced the words out, hoarse. "I'm sorry. I was wrong." "Not sincere enough." Her chest tightened. She swallowed. "I shouldn't have fought with you. I shouldn't have disobeyed. I'm sorry." 1/3 75 Chapter 13 Ten Thousand Silence, then a laugh, satisfied this time. "Good girl. I'll transfer you something to use." Grace didn't care about pride anymore. All she could do was wait anxiously. The notification came. She checked the amount, and froze. Buzz.

Ethan's message lit the cracked screen. +10 Free Coins [One hundred thousand should be enough to save your brother. That's all you've got anyway. The rest of the money? I earned it.] He earned it? They had over eight hundred million in liquid assets. More in company accounts. All her years of sacrifice, and he told her she only had a hundred thousand to her name? The phone slipped from her hand, hitting the ground with a sharp crack. A gurney rolled over it, crushing the screen black. She didn't even have the strength to pick it up. "Grace?" Andrea had just come down the corridor.

She almost didn't recognize her, Grace looked that wrecked. And behind her, a tall man in black appeared. His polished shoes were bone-dry despite the storm, his sharp profile severe, his cropped hair only adding to the unapproachable air. He had caught Andrea's words. So this was Grace? "Miss West..." Grace's voice broke with urgency. "I, I need a favor. My brother's hurt. Can I borrow some money? My card isn't working." Andrea didn't hesitate. She handed her bank card to the nurse. "Password's six sevens." "Thank you. I'll pay you back tomorrow." Andrea guided her to a chair.

"Don't worry about it. But look at you, your hands and arms are scraped." Grace shook her head. "It's nothing." 2/3 Chapter 13 Ten Thousand Andrea glanced toward the shattered phone. "Is that yours?" Grace's eyes lingered for a moment before she turned away. "No." That was trash. Something she'd never pick up again. "Brother?" +10 Free Coins Grace didn't even notice Daniel had joined them; she was too focused on Ryan's condition. Daniel gave a small nod and continued down the hall to his office. "Miss, do you know her?" the chauffeur asked Andrea, guilt in his voice.

"I accidentally clipped her earlier. Is she hurt?" Grace blinked, finally remembering. "No, it's fine. I was running too fast, it's not your fault." "Please, if you feel unwell later, contact me." He handed her his card. "I'll be fine." Grace forced a smile. "Family of Ryan?" 18 The call came, and Grace rushed off. Andrea didn't follow. Grace had enough to deal with tonight. She turned instead toward Daniel's office. At last, her brother was home. Without him, she'd been drowning in rivals. Grace sat vigil all night. By morning, Ryan's vitals had stabilized.

The doctors explained the injuries weren't life- threatening, he'd lost a lot of blood and damaged his lower back. They were concerned about long-term mobility, hence the alarm. "Grace?" Ryan's voice was weak but eager when he woke. He ignored the pain, urgency lighting his eyes. "I just saw Anston news. What happened with you and Ethan? Why was the bride someone else?" He always kept an eye on the city's headlines, just to see if his sister was in trouble.

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