All Chapters of Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

"What was that file you mentioned? Can I see it?" Diana's voice came out dry.She hadn't thought much of it at first, but now the realization hit her all at once. She had worked at this hospital for years, yet two receptionists fresh out of school knew something she didn't.She was in the staff group chat. At least, she was supposed to be.The receptionist on the left studied her for a moment before silently handing over her phone.The first thing Diana noticed was the group name at the top of the screen: [NEW WORK GROUP]Her legs nearly gave out beneath her. 'A new work group?'She was still employed there, yet she had been excluded from it.She scrolled farther and found a document issued by the director, complete with an official header and signature.[In view of operational requirements, the hospital will be terminating all nepotism-based arrangements, beginning with those associated with Dr. Diana Chamberlain.]Diana closed the phone and handed it back. She couldn't conti

The cold air hit Clara and Diana the moment they stepped outside.A few strangers passing by glanced at them with open curiosity.Diana stopped the wheelchair. "Clara, what is going on? How did things end up like this? I was just—"Clara cut her off, "Humiliating, right? Standing there with nothing. I was in a store this afternoon. I tried card after card, and none of them worked. Everyone around me was watching. The owner even made suggestions I won't repeat just to pressure me into paying for what I was holding."And what could I do? I had nothing on me. I just stood there while everyone stared."I walked out feeling like an idiot. I was furious at our family. Furious at Amara. But what right did I have?"She let out a short, bitter laugh. "I've never once done anything for this family. Not when I was growing up, not as an adult. The company? I couldn't even be bothered to ask a single question about it."Amara carried everything on her own. She's only a few years older than u

Amara was crying.Clara had known her all her life, from the moment she was old enough to form memories, and she had never once seen Amara cry. Not when Arthur had taken a belt to her. Not through any of it. And now she was crying.What had happened to the Chamberlain Group? Was it truly beyond saving?Downstairs, Diana and Giana were still shouting at each other. Elara and Freya had disappeared, most likely taken back to their rooms by the household staff.From the top of the stairs, Clara slowly pieced together the reason behind Giana's fury."How many times have I told you not to use the family's influence to interfere with my editors? Literature is art. It has nothing to do with money. The two should never be mixed."Yes, I've been struggling lately. Yes, I haven't written anything worth reading in a long time. But I still have a writer's heart. I've been working on my craft, searching for my voice, expanding my range. I believed inspiration would come when it was ready."In

Giana took the phone with a puzzled expression.She read two lines, then looked up at Amara, stunned into silence. For two seconds, she simply stared.Then she crossed the room and wrapped her arms around her. "Amara, I didn't mean any of it. Not being able to write is my own problem. It's not the editor's fault. It's not anyone's fault. It's definitely not yours. Please don't take it to heart."The Centurion Trade Consortium had just moved against the Chamberlain Group, and the family was losing ground on every front. Every sister had already felt the pressure of it that day.Giana understood the timing. She didn't want Amara to think she was blowing a small issue out of proportion, or worse, using her own frustrations to place blame for everything happening around them.She refused to become that kind of person. The moment she understood, she closed the distance between them.Amara let out a tired, rueful smile. "I know. I just didn't want a long string of rejections wearing yo

"Give us a moment. I need to speak with Mr. Draxler alone."Amara dismissed her sisters without even introducing them.Stanley noticed the tension in her posture. He lifted his cup, took a measured sip, and said with an easy smile, "There's no need for that, Miss Amara. I told you this morning that my presence in Silverton today was unplanned. I sincerely regret what my arrival has caused your family."He inclined his head slightly. "I mean that sincerely. If there is anything I can do to help, please tell me at once. Whatever lies within my power, I will do without hesitation."It was the second time he had made the offer.Amara studied him carefully. His manner was almost deferential, which made no sense.As the Draconox envoy, Stanley stood so far above her in status that the distance between them was difficult to measure. If he wanted to make trouble for her, a single word from him would send people lining up around the block to make her life miserable. He had no reason to pu