Chapter 1

In the dimly lit hospital room, Gabriel's heart sank as he watched his daughter, frail and helpless, lying on the bed. His worry deepened as the nurse stormed in, her disapproving eyes fixed on him.

"Gabriel, you have got to quickly gather the medical expenses for your daughter otherwise we will be forced to stop the medication," she snapped, her tone cutting through the already tense atmosphere.

“I wonder bitterly why a young man like you can't cater for your family. What a shame.”

Her words stung, and Gabriel felt a pang of shame at his inability to provide for his daughter's needs. The nurse's disdainful murmurs only added to his burden as she left the room, leaving him to grapple with the harsh reality of their situation.

With a heavy heart, Gabriel turned his gaze to his daughter, her innocent face peaceful in sleep. How was he going to come up with $3000 in such a short time? As a mere security guard at Baig Group, he knew he didn't have any savings to fall back on, having used them all for the basic necessities of his family.

Feeling overwhelmed and helpless, Gabriel vowed to do whatever it took to save his daughter, no matter the cost. But as he looked at her fragile form, he couldn't shake the fear that he might not be able to fulfill that promise.

Silently exiting the room, Gabriel collapsed onto the hall seat, crushed and desolate. He was trapped with no viable solutions to generate the required sum in a mere three days.

Thoughts of the Wellington family flooded his mind, causing a sour expression to contort his face. He swiftly dismissed the notion of seeking their aid.

The Wellingtons reign among the nation's top influential families and procuring three thousand dollars from them would be a walk in the park for Gabriel. But he refused to stoop to such measures.

Due to his father's involvement in his mother's demise, Gabriel had cut all ties with his family and chosen to live solitary for the past seven years. He had not laid eyes on them since.

But as a result of his crippling business collapse and his daughter's frail health, he was forced to turn to relatives and friends for loans, only to be met with disdain from his in-laws. Even his wife, Camella, gradually lost faith in him amidst their financial struggles.

While plagued with worry and contemplation, a woman approached him. Her figure was stunning and her face alluring, captivating any man's soul. Her luscious ebony hair cascaded behind her as she rushed towards him, her alluring hips swaying captivatingly. It was Camella. Despite the anxiety etched on her features, she still radiated beauty.

"Gabriel!" Her voice jolted him from his thoughts as she reached him. His gaze shifted to Mark, causing a slight crease to form between his brows.

Mark, the Sales Director at Baig Group, was a devious individual who harbored a secret affection for Camella.

"How is Jessie? Is our daughter well?" Camella inquired, peeking into the room through the window blind.

"She is sleeping," Gabriel mumbled, before reluctantly disclosing, "But I am compelled to pay you the medical expenses within two days, or she will no longer receive treatment."

Mark lowered his head, sporting a deceitful grin at the turn of events, before raising his head with a carefully crafted facade of concern.

Camella turned to him and said, "I informed you of my daughter's poor health. Now you are aware that I am not deceiving you, Mark." She attempted to disguise her discontent beneath her words.