Chapter 4 4.48 % 证 Joycelyn , please .
Iriss soft voice carried a subtle rebuke .
Phines wants whats best for you a stable future .
Her swollen .
eyes betrayed hours of tears , yet here she was , still playing peacemaker , Exhaustion swept through Joycelyn as she closed her eyes and drew a steadying breath .
That hundred thousand dollar engagement gift why not sell off your own precious daughter stead ? God .
I wouldnt marry that troll .
Octavia drawled from her perch on the couch , her lips curling into a cruel smile .
You should grab the offer while youre young enough to command a decent price .

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Once you hit thirty , youll be damaged goods .
Cold fury settled in Joycelyns chest as she met her mothers eyes Mom , is that really what you think too ? Her mothers averted gaze spoke volumes .
The message was clear Joycelyn had no real place in this family .
Octavia .
Iriss weak protest earned only a contemptuous eye roll from her daughter.
Either marry him tomorrow or get out of my house ! Phineass voice thundered through the room .
Mom .
Joycelyns voice cracked with disappointment .
What was the point of all these years ? Iris opened her mouth , but Phineas cut her off .
Im your man new your lifelong parmer .
A married daughter is like water under the bridge .
You cant count on her anymore .
Listen to your father , dear , Iris whispered , thoroughly cowed .
My father is dead Joycelyns words could have frozen hell as she stared at Phineas .
Then get out ! he roared .
Get out of my house , you ungrateful shake .
Lets see how long you last on your own , you worthless parasite ! Something died in Joycelyns heart as she watched her mothers passive acceptance .
Without a word , she stuffed her clothes into a suitcase and strode toward the door .
Dont worry , Im going Her defiance caught Phineas off guard .
And dont bother coming back ! he shouted at her retreating form .
With no glance backward , Joycelyn took her suitcase and got into the elevator .
un came out .
Rain hammered the streets as Joycelyn She plunged into the downpour , each icy drop another strike against her skin .
Tears mingled with rain on her face as she dragged her suitcase through puddles , her clothes plastered to her trembling frame .
Lightning split the sky .
Thunder crashed overhead .
She dropped into a crouch , hands clasped over her head .
These storms had haunted her since the rainy night that claimed her fathers de .
Finding shelter beneath a bus stop , she huddled against the plastic wall .
The wind howled , driving sheets of rain sideways .
Tonight , even basic survival seemed an impossible task .
Her eyes burned from all the crying as she checked her phone x battery .
They say God never closes a door without opening a window , she thought bitterly .
But my lifes just one slammed door after another .
12:52 Mon , Feb 10 O Chapter 4 With a hollow laugh , she pulled up the company directory and found Ellisons contact .
48 % 2 Her fingers moved before her brain could object , sending a message .
Mr.
Grant , Im Joycelyn Maynard .
Does your marriage offer from this afternoon still stand ? ] The moment she hit send , self loathing crashed over her .
Shed rejected him twice today already ; she had no reason to think he would agree to help her now .
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