After I Died, My Father Took Revenge

Hearing what I said, they stopped immediately.

Vita stood aside, and her expression became very strange. She squinted at me,

"You said you are my father's biological daughter?"

I replied seriously, "Yes. You are just a substitute he found. If he knew that you hurt me like this, he would never let you go."

I told Vita the truth, thinking that she would stop.

Unexpectedly, they all burst into laughter almost at the same moment.

"This bitch, is she crazy about wanting to be a rich girl?"

"Vita is the most beloved daughter of Mr. Smith. You are just relying on the fact that you look a bit like her. How dare you say that Vita is your substitute?"

"How can you, a plastic surgery girl who sneaked in the villa, have the nerve to say such things?"

Vita curled her lips and revealed a sinister smile.

"I thought you were smart that you could disguise yourself as me and hide here to attract my dad's attention. But I didn't expect you to be such a brainless idiot.

"I've lived in the Smith family for so long, and I don't know my father has a biological daughter. How dare you tell such an outrageous lie?

"If you are really the daughter of my father, how could you live alone in this deserted villa?"

As she spoke, Vita snorted again and ordered her girlfriends,

"Go on, leave nothing behind!"

Hearing that, her girlfriends did not hesitate and violently tore my clothes off again.

Obviously, they didn't know that the reason why this mountaintop villa was deserted was because of this. Because the whole mountain was bought by my father, no one can step into it without his permission, otherwise the end will be very miserable.

Originally, the villa had bodyguards and nannies, but my father was afraid that I would be led astray, so he dismissed everyone.

After imprisoning me, my father never mentioned me to anyone else because he was angry with me.

Unexpectedly, those became their reasons for not believing in my identity.

Seeing my clothes being torn to shreds, I panicked and shouted again,

"I am really Alan Smith's biological daughter. If you don't believe me, call him to ask!"

After hearing what I said, they not only did not stop, but became even more aggressive.

While tearing my clothes madly, they slapped me in the face.

"You damn bitch, you still dare to be stubborn? Let's see how we wake you up today!"

Soon, my face became red, hot and swollen.

My hair was disheveled and I was almost naked without clothes.

Seeing that, Vita's eyes became stern, and she spoke quietly,

"This bitch's hair is such an eyesore that it covers her body."

As she spoke, she smiled wickedly and took out a lighter.

Then she literally set my hair on fire.

The fire spread rapidly above my head and the intense burning sensation drove me crazy.

For a moment, my cheeks, ears, and entire scalp felt an intense burning pain.

I couldn't bear the pain and subconsciously tried to slap the fire with my hands, but they held my hands tightly.

In a moment, all my hair was burned off.

My scalp was covered with burn marks.

Vita saw it and finally laughed with satisfaction.

"Ha ha ha, look at her ugly bald face, like a turtle that has shed its shell!"

Her girlfriends also laughed and clapped.

I stared at them intently, trembling all over and shouting,

"You will regret this!"

I had been imprisoned there by my father for many years and tried to escape, but was caught in less than half an hour every time.

Many people were even beaten and abused because of my escape.

In order not to harm innocent people, I gave up on escaping and completely lost my freedom.

I could only stare at the empty villa day after day.

That made me feel very angry.

And now, I had to endure the humiliation and torture brought by Vita.

The anger in my heart instantly turned into intense hatred.

Vita walked up to me and stepped heavily on my face with her foot. "How dare you yell at me? Since you can't say anything I like to hear, then don't say anything from now on."

"Cut off this bitch's tongue!"