After I Died, My Father Took Revenge

At the command, a thug behind Vita immediately walked towards me with a dagger in hand.

Seeing that, one timid girl spoke in fear,

"Vita, this is your father's place after all. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to make such a big fuss?"

Vita said nonchalantly,

"What's inappropriate? I'm his daughter. Everything in the family will belong to me from now on. I'm just teaching a shameless bitch a lesson in my own home. Who dares to blame me?

"Besides, my dad loves me so much. Even if I kill this bitch, he won't frown at me."

Her other girlfriends also echoed,

"That's right. Vita is the apple of Mr. Smith's eye. Is there anything she can't do?"

"Then Mr. Smith will only feel sorry for Vita that she was tired because of that bitch."

"Yes, maybe he will think that Vita is good at management, and will hand over the company to her in advance!"

After hearing what they said, the timid girl no longer had any worries and just watched with peace of mind.

Vita took advantage of my father's favor, hired many thugs at high prices and did whatever she wanted.

Her thugs were all cold-blooded and often injured or maimed people.

I was lying on the ground, watching the thug getting closer and closer to me with the dagger in his hand. I couldn't help but scream in panic,

"I am really Alan Smith's biological daughter! If you do this, he will never let you go!"

However, my threat had no effect.

The thug came in front of me like a ruthless machine and pointed the dagger at me.

I wanted to escape, but was held down by Vita's girlfriends.

I wanted to duck, but the dagger, shining with cold light, had already been deeply pried into my mouth.

He cut off my tongue with the dagger quickly.

In a daze, I saw a lot of blood and a severed tongue that fell out of my mouth.

I hurt to the core.

It felt like all the nerves in my body were severed and I was about to faint.

I was like a puddle of mud, lying in a pool of blood, unable to move, and dying.

Vita folded her arms across her chest, watching all of that, and said condescendingly,

"You are such a piece of trash. Even if you have plastic surgery to look like me, my father will never pay attention to you. In his heart, he only recognizes me as his only daughter. Do you understand?

"Not everyone has such a good fortune as me, and not everyone can be favored by my father.

"Since you are so eager to find a father, I will reward you with a few daddies."

As she spoke, she looked at the thugs behind her and said coldly,

"This bitch is given to you guys to play with. Whoever plays the hardest will be rewarded with one million dollars!"

Hearing what Vita said, the thugs' eyes lit up instantly.

They were ready to start and pounced on me like jackals.

I collapsed to the ground, without the strength to resist.

I wanted to shout, but without my tongue and with my mouth full of blood, I couldn't make any sound.

I could only be raped by them.

Although my father was paranoid and imprisoned me there, he never hurt me at all, but instead protected me well.

Even if it was just a minor abrasion, he would be so anxious that he would summon all the authoritative experts to treat me.

Even if I didn't want to call him dad, he never forced me to do so.

He said that one day I would understand his good intentions as a father.

But now, I was drowned under the group of thugs and was helpless.

Helplessness and despair enveloped me.

I couldn't make a sound, and only tears flowed.

"Dad, is that what you want?"

Vita's girlfriends watched the fun and praised Vita,

"Vita, you were born to be a rich girl and are really good at teaching people lessons."

"Yeah, you see, this bitch was stubborn at first, but now she's crying. Ha ha, she will never dare to dream of squeezing into a wealthy family again."

"Congratulations, Vita, for successfully getting rid of that bitch. Let's see who dares to replace you in the future!"

Vita was praised so much that she smiled as if she won a battle, and the smugness on her face never disappeared.

However, the thugs, who were in high spirits, suddenly showed strange expressions.

The next moment, a thug stood up, pointed at me and reported,

"Miss Smith, this woman is dead!"

Upon hearing that, Vita frowned, looking disgusted.

"Damn it! Hurry up and dig a hole to bury her. Don't let her contaminate my dad's eyes!"

As soon as she finished speaking, my father walked into the villa.

"What are you doing?"