The great Marshal is a Mother

A woman sat in a hotel room, writing in a book.

"It's been ten years since I left California, and I'm still piecing together the news from the newspaper. I've heard that California is now a tumultuous city where everyone feels insecure, and my father, as part of the social change coup, became president of the California Chamber of Commerce. The Lincoln residence, which I used to know, has a new hostess ". She exhaled a sigh.

Arci Lincoln, 23 years old, 152 cm. She is petite and sweet. She is cute and has a round face. She is slim.

She came to the country to bury her mother because it was her mother's wish that she be buried in her native land.

She tucked her diary away in her suitcase. She took two photographs from her suitcase and stroked them.

She took a look at the second picture. When she recognized a familiar face.

It was the face of her mother's bride servant who is now the mistress of her house.

This shameless woman.

She is the real legitimate daughter of the Lincoln family. The current madam Dawn in the Lincoln now actually used to be her mother's bride servant girl and her younger sister is the illegitimate daughter of her father and the bride servant girl.

Unfortunately, her brother died tragically ten years ago and her mother took her to America in distress. Hence, the bride servant girl and the illegitimate daughter became legitimate members of her family.

Others are like a sparrow turning into a phoenix, But her? She is like a crestfallen Phoenix whose life is no better than that of a chicken. How is she going to live the rest of her life under other people's roofs?

No she must take whatever that belonged to her.

There is no one she can trust in her family.

Arci sighed as she waited for a car from the Lincoln mansion to come pick her up, but there was none. She was sick of waiting and checked into a hotel.

She reorganized her suitcase.

She possessed her mother's dowry, which her mother had given her before her death.

She recalled her late mother's final words.

"Arci, you're on your own now, and you should think for yourself more. If you have any problems at the Lincoln home, you can sell my marriage dowry to help you start a new life on your own."

Her face was flushed from crying.

"Don't be worried, Mom. I will do as you say and live a good life for the sake of you and my elder brother."

She returned the dowry and closed her suitcase.

Her mother died when she was a child, and her father married her new stepmother. Her father adored her mother, and when she was young and happy and living in peace, everything fell apart when her mother died. That's when things started to go wrong. Her brother died soon after her mother….

She was young at the time, so she couldn't recall many specifics.

She walked out of the hotel room with her suitcase. She was hungry so she went to the hotel's restaurant.

She sat down at a hidden corner.

The restaurant was bustling and a lot of people were eating too.

A waitress walked up to her and bowed her head.

"What do you want to order ma'am?" The waitress inquired politely.

"Could I please have a cup of coffee and a newspaper?"

"Sure, just a moment," the waitress said as she walked away.

She sat down and looked around her when she saw a couple sitting down behind her eating too.

A handsome man and a pretty lady.

She looked away from them and waited for the waitress.

"This is the newspaper and the coffee Miss." She was given a newspaper by the waitress.