
After I Died, My Father Took Revenge
Chapter 1
My father Alan Smith was the richest man and loved me with his life.
Every day when I was in class, there were thirty of my bodyguards standing at the back of the classroom.
A classmate accidentally bumped into me and was beaten up on the spot.
The teacher blamed me and then was fired immediately.
I protested that, but my dad said,
"Your mother asked me to take good care of you before she died. I will never let you get hurt."
I couldn't stand his suffocating love and ran away from home secretly.
But my father used his connections to search the entire city for me and captured me in just half an hour. He then locked me up in a villa on the top of a mountain and didn't allow anyone to approach me.
In order to make me obedient, my father tried every way to please me, but I could never accept his extreme love.
My father was so angry as to find a substitute who looked 80% like me to be his daughter.
The substitute named Vita Smith took advantage of my father's favor and did whatever she wanted. She broke into the villa where I lived with a group of her best friends and thugs.
"Who are you, bitch? How dare you get plastic surgery to look like me and snatch my dad from me? I will tear you apart today!"
She burned all my hair, cut off my tongue, and ordered her thugs to torture and humiliate me.
My father didn't come until I was tortured to death.
Then Vita dragged my body in front of my father and said smugly,
"Dad, this scheming girl is hiding here trying to destroy our relationship. I've killed her for you!"
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Just because of my mother's last words, my father extremely protected and loved me.
He said that anyone who came near me other than himself might hurt me.
In the name of protecting me, he imprisoned me in the villa for three years.
But recently, he found Vita who looked similar to me to be his daughter.
He treated her like his own daughter for several months.
In order to make me angry, he often sent me videos of him spending a lot of money on her.
Just as I was sitting in the yard watching the video, there was a sudden noise outside the yard.
"My dad often comes here. Today I want to see what treasures are hidden in this villa!"
"But didn't Mr. Smith say that this villa is his private forbidden area and no one is allowed to come in?"
"Yes, Vita, I heard that someone just wandered around the villa a few times, then had his hands and feet broken and his eyes gouged out by Mr. Smith. Wouldn't it be bad for us to sneak in without his consent?"
"Don't worry. I am my father's favorite. He won't blame me."
Listening to the noise outside the yard, I frowned slightly, feeling that a disaster was imminent.
I knew better than anyone how crazy my dad was.
He imprisoned me there because he was afraid that someone would get close to me and hurt me.
Once someone got lost and came to the mountaintop villa.
As a result, my father broke his hands and feet and gouged out his eyes. Then the person disappeared the next day.
At first my father was only wary of outsiders, but after I ran away from home, he felt that the bodyguards and nannies around me would lead me astray, so he sent all of them away.
He would rather deliver food to me personally three times a day than let anyone else have contact with me.
If those people outside the villa came in, they would be in great trouble.
I quickly stood up and wanted to remind those people to leave.
But as soon as I reached the door, it was kicked open.
A face that looked 80% like me came into view.
Without waiting for me to say anything, Vita slapped me hard in the face.
"Who are you, bitch? How dare you get plastic surgery to look like me and hide in my father's private place? Are you trying to snatch my dad from me?"