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hate everyth

don't k

see her. I'm annoyed by her presence, and I hate

ng lot, fuming with anger a

erself. She may have clothes, but her style is awful! And w

this!" I shouted with all my might, full of rage. I wanted

slide when she threw her d*mn shoe at me, but I won't let

kicked the car parked n

cursed in

he well-known and respected son of

rs of bullying her, she fina

in anger and kicked

liated, and stripped of my dignity! How dare she p

fists tightly when I heard a fain

of hiding your disgusting laughter? Tsk!" I sar

merged from hiding, clutc

hem a co

r and exchanged a meaningful look,

hey laughed t

hat kind of friends are

bro? sarcastically asked

d by a woman, Winston? add

bothersome musings while fix

. Can't they stop laughing? The

ocked down s

have just been c

r expected her to be s

ow that girl coul

s

with tension, as I gave them a piercing d

r?" I coldly aske

rlier was instantly

" asked the first m

roach me, but I sho

ffer you a taste of my fist as well?" I asked sar

more handsome when you'r

e!" I gritted my teeth in anger a

myself... Let's go, Jerom

led each other a

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s

that girl and how she p

punched by a girl, and she

k h

ane Navarro! I vow to make your e

da's

rom the woman standing in front of me. Naomi Jade Montreal-the woman

s time?! Stealing money from Mr. Rodriguez's granddaughter?! G

ained bowed and had no intention of moving. I didn't k

no one will believe me anyway. It's always lik

my cheek, which I

r demon of a father, you're no different, both of you are worthless! I won

many questions about why the person who brought me into th

ead and looked her s

wish you had finished me off so I wouldn't have had to live in this world. I'm so tired. It hurts

as your child, I regret

slap landed

d closer to me. "You're not my child. You will never be my daughter, and I

tole from your best friend was destroyed because, what was the reason again?" I stared into her eyes again. "Because of what happened between you and my father, and I'm the result. But you wanted that, didn't you, Ms.

y eyes shut because of the tight grip she had on me. "You don't know anything about w

y? Why is it so easy for you to hurt me? I'm only human too. If yo

I once dreamed of from her? It's unlikely. Very unlikely. It pains me

ed even a moment where you made me feel like I was your daughter," I said, struggling to speak. I wiped away the tears that had esc

closer to my ear. "Stop acting like you're my daughter. Have you forgotten that you're just a maid in this house?" she whispered and turned her back on me, but then lo

Ms. Montreal hides the truth from her family that I am her daughter. She just l

reminds me that my mother only sees

s placed. The tears started to flow again. They're happy

" I sadly whispered, enduring the pain I fe

ave a fam

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