webnovel

A MAZE OF GREED

"Don't stop, Ruth. Run, run!" Thea yelled again while moving her hands. Before Edwin turned her around and got a chance to see her face, Ruth pulled her hand up and jabbed his nose. Edwin wailed in pain as he felt his nose go numb with pain. Instinctively he freed Ruth to cover his nose with both hands. He bent over a little as his eyes watered because of pain. "You!" He hissed in anger as he leapt again for Ruth. But she managed to run before he could catch her again. Her head turned around in shock when Edwin's hand tore her dress when he tried to grab her. It also surprised Edwin as he had not intended for this to happen. He looked up from the piece of cloth in his hand to see gorgeous hazel eyes. He stood rooted to his spot as his mind went blank. Ruth managed to get out of the property and ran with Thea without looking back. The guard came panting, but Edwin didn't notice him as his eyes were still trained on the gap in the wall, through which Ruth escaped. He slowly looked at the brown fabric in his hand, and the image of those alluring hazel eyes flashed in his mind. He clutched the fabric tightly in his hand, and the word left his lips in a whisper. "Ruth!" ******************* They say that there are only two types of people in the world - good and bad. Good people get happiness in their life while bad ones have to pay for their wrongdoings. Easy right? But what if you have to side with either BAD or BAD? Whom will you support? Join this journey full of secrets, past mistakes, love, hate, revenge and GREED...GREED of Power and Lust. Welcome to A MAZE OF GREED! ******************** The cover of the book belongs to its rightful owner and I do not own it. I am only using it for my book cover. If the owner wants to take it down please contact me and I will do it immediately. Instagram account:- author_rutujap Discord:- https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42

rutujaP · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
1058 Chs

ANGRY LITTLE RUTH

It had been three days after Ruth's fight with Florence. News spread like wildfires in the areas where the houses seem like the compartments of a single matchbox.

In the same manner, Ruth's outburst was the talk of her poor neighbourhood. Every time she stepped out of her room, it was only to find someone giving her a strange glance or people whispering amongst themselves while pointing their fingers at her.

She was ashamed and terrified. She did not know what had gotten into her at that moment. After regaining her consciousness, she could not recall a single thing she said to Florence.

Only the snippets of the images remained in her brain, but they were incoherent.

Mr and Mrs Payne were worried when they got that news from none other than Claire. And as expected, she had spiced up the details that put both the old people in worry.