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Their love is so touching that he marries her only after the original wife dies.
As the troublemaking stepdaughter,my fate is grim—kidnapped for ransom,then killed by bandits when the money doesn’t come.
When they hears this news, they don’t feel sad for me ,merely sighing,”This is karma.No one will ruin our family now.”
Then they start their greasy pampered-wife life, and the female protagonist is also very capable. She immediately gives birth to a son for him, triplets in one pregnancy.
Karma? Bullshit! I reasonably suspect that they hired someone to kill me.
In the original plot, Nathan and I never got together,but he loved me secretly. Even after I died, he kept seeking justice for me. However, he was retaliated against by the male protagonist and eventually went bankrupt.
I texted Dad to send my bag ASAP—I wasn’t letting Mom’s gift stay with a mistress.
Sarah slunk into the dorm,red-eyed,sporting a different bag.Dad must’ve reclaimed mine.
I stared coldly at the bag in her hand and directly asked.”Got the money?Appraisal’s on your desk.Card or PayPal?”
When she heard me say this, she jumped up and down in anger, glaring at me through gritted teeth.”All you care about is money!So crass.I thought we were friends—I even bought you something to apologize.”
She slammed a perfume bottle on my desk,thinking I wouldn’t know it was a free sample.
I scoffed,”No thanks.Pay up.”
She glared venomously.”I said I’ll pay.My boyfriend’s on a business trip—he’ll give me the money when he’s back.”
I laughed.”Friendly tip:don’t get played by an old man. After all, none of us have ever seen your boyfriend.What if he’s a seventy-year-old reeking of age?”
She jabbed a finger at my forehead.”You don’t know who my boyfriend is.Apologize,or I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Chicago.”
I swatted her hand away.”Keep your finger off me.”
She yelped in pain.”You hit me?You’re done.My boyfriend is S—”
She stopped mid-word,clamming up no matter how I provoked her.
I guess my dad must’ve warned her to keep their affair secret.
I stared coldly.Dad’s blind to have taken a fancy to such a person.
One day, my mom had a video call with me. She was sitting in the office, flipping through a plan book in her hand. “Mom has another job. Later, I’ll ask your dad to pick you up and take you home for dinner.” After hanging up, I headed to the campus gate.
After a while, a Rolls-Royce pulled up. My dad lowered the window, smiling warmly.”Claire,sorry, dady had some things to deal with on the way.”
I shook my head, opened the car door, and got in. As soon as I sat down,a whiff of perfume hit me—Sarah’s signature scent.
There was a hint of mockery on my lips. He must have had a date with Sarah before picking me up.
His hands on the wheel were strong,well-kept for a man in his forties,fit from workouts,exuding mature charm which was very attractive to young girls.
I said jokingly, “The car smells so nice. What kind of perfume are you using, Dad? It somehow seems familiar.”
He paused for a moment.”Just grabbed something from home—probably your mom’s.”
I hummed,dropping it,and we drove home.
After dinner,lounging on the couch,I scrolled social media.A post popped up:”Boyfriend picked me up in his Rolls-Royce again.Says I’m his true love—no feelings for that old hag.”
I opened the messages one by one. The first one was a side profile of my dad, the next one was a photo of his hand holding the steering wheel, and the last one was a photo of the two of them together.
