Then she spun back to Jeremy, all sunshine and sugar, clinging to his arm. “Mr. Butcher, I don’t know why, but I feel this… deep connection with you. You’ve got such a powerful presence—anyone can see you’re meant for greatness.
“Please adopt me! I’ll be the most obedient daughter you’ve ever had.”
I almost laughed out loud.
In our last life, she couldn’t stand Jeremy. She’d literally spat in his face once.
But now? Knowing he’d go from cutting pork to running the city, she was practically worshipping him.
It was crystal clear in this second life: Ruth was nothing but a leech.
Jeremy, who clearly wasn’t used to being buttered up like this, lit up. He clasped Ruth’s hand with his stubby fingers, laughing loud. “Alright, alright! From now on, you’re my daughter!”
Meanwhile, the woman’s husband looked ready to explode. “She cursed us for going bankrupt? What kind of twisted heart does a kid that young have?
“Come on, honey. We’re NOT adopting her!”
Ruth’s eyes darted around before she broke into crocodile tears, her face scrunched up like a tragic heroine. “I’m sorry, Mr. Carter, I didn’t mean it. I misspoke.”
Then, she shoved me forward. “Please adopt my sister instead. I promise she’ll repay your kindness someday.”
Benjamin Carter still looked like he was about to blow a gasket, but his wife, Miriam Payne, hesitated. She had that soft, bleeding heart written all over her face.
Sensing a chance, the orphanage director jumped in, pushing them to agree.
