Accused Heiress: A Public Betrayal

ive TV court show, their faces a mas

daughter, accusing me of abandoning them after my fa

e my cousin, Karsyn, offered her a comforting hand, her eyes glinting with triumph. They

rotten, and a familiar ache filled my che

reak me. When the host asked for

. "And I request the court use

pte

the cameras, while they publicly condemned me as a thief and a heartless daughter. All I could see were th

WN FATHER," another screamed. The digital cr

ick with feigned tears, echoed through the studio. "After

n't know. They couldn't know. The weight of their

, a performance I knew all too well. He gestured weakly to his ba

, but I forced my gaze forward, meeting the camera lens head-on. The host turned

, I

assets will be legally transferred to the p

elt a cold dread settle in my stomach