Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns

Chapter 5

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high ceilings. The silence in the living

e. He looked at his red-faced eldest s

oth. His gaze locked onto Cordelia, who

lia's feigned trembling. He saw not a family dispute, but a failure of

now, but it carried the absolute weight of a d

did not shrink under the old man's intense stare. S

ection. Glenwood shot him a look so col

onsider it compensation for the years you spen

gleamed with a frantic, desperate joy

rned. This was not just losing custody. This was his father

itzpatrick blood does not live with outsiders. You

yes swept across the room. "Now. Tell

he room was tense, waiting for the filthy girl to make a

k sneer. He did not believe for a second that anyone in

shes cast shadows over her cheeks, hiding

injured right hand. She

pass. It swept past Antoinette, who was holding her breat

irectly at the broad, wrinkled back of

a said. Her voice ran

the target of her finger. They stared

oughed violently, pounding his chest. He spun around and star

Byron gasped, his blue eye

n he threw his head back and laugh

u choose a degenerate who can't even wake u

. "Cordelia, do not be ridiculous. Your uncle doesn't

ws knitted together. He had assumed the girl would

tone heavy. "Are you certain? Byr

er grandfather. She tilted her head up and

id not waver. "Because just now, he was

His heart gave a strange, violent thump against hi

d. The simple, brutal logic of his daughter's reason

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Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns

Qing Jiu Romance

“I am the biological daughter of the wealthy Fitzpatrick family, but I spent my childhood eating out of dumpsters. When I was finally brought back to the estate at age seven, I thought I would experience my parents' love. Instead, my biological parents looked at my dirty clothes with raw disgust. They only cared about Hallie, the fake daughter who lived like a princess. The moment I walked in, Hallie hurled a heavy ceramic cup at my head, slicing my hand open. "Get out of my house!" My father didn't even look at the blood. He raised his hand to strike me, accusing me of bringing trailer park rules into his home. In my past life, I dropped to my knees and begged for their forgiveness. I endured their abuse, hoping they would eventually love me. But they let the maids humiliate me, let Hallie steal my identity, and eventually threw me back onto the streets to die. Even my playboy Uncle Byron, the only person who ever showed me mercy, was driven to suicide by them. I didn't understand why my own flesh and blood hated me so much, or why a vicious liar deserved everything while I was treated like a jinx. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day I first returned to the estate. As my father raised his hand to hit me, I didn't cower. Instead, I looked at the family patriarch and pointed directly at my notorious, alcoholic uncle. "I want him to be my new guardian."”