The Good Girl Strikes Back Against Her Evil Father and Stepmother

I timidly followed behind my dad as we entered the house.

His wife came over and warmly held me, saying that I was too thin and that she would take good care of me in the future.

She even harshly punished her own daughter, who looked down on me.

Touched, tears welled up in my eyes, "I will also take good care of Rhianna."

A sly smirk crept onto the corners of my lips in a secluded spot, where no one was around to witness it. Of course, "I will take good care of all of you murderers."

1.

At that moment, I was sitting in the police station, glaring at the man in front of me with bloodshot eyes.

The police officer told me he was my father, Silas Fann.

I clenched the ring in my hand, which still had my mother's blood on it.

Upon seeing this, Silas snatched the ring from my hand and examined it for a while before handing it back to me with a gloomy expression, saying, "Yes, it is indeed Rosemary Lemmon's."

Seeing me looking at him, Silas's face immediately changed. He knelt down and hugged me, crying out, "Ella, I have finally found you after so many years."

The tears that I had been holding back for a long time fell in that instant. I embraced him, sobbing, "Dad, mom is gone, and I only have you."

Silas's body tensed for a fleeting moment, and he loosened his grip on me slightly as if he were on the verge of saying something.

I inwardly sneered, yet my voice remained outwardly pitiful as I spoke before him, "It's alright, Dad. If you're concerned that Rosemary and Natalee won't be content, you can send me to the orphanage. I'm quite accustomed to being alone, after all."

After hearing this, a hint of joy flashed across Silas's face. He was about to speak when he heard the whispers of the people nearby.

"So he's a scumbag who doesn't care about his daughter."

"Absolutely, he doesn't even want his own child. He's nothing short of beastly."

"Who said he isn't? Why do I feel like I've seen him somewhere before? It seems like he appeared on some financial news."

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The crowd's words caused Silas's face to flush deeply. He immediately grasped my arm, gestured towards the police station, and led me back.

Standing in front of the magnificent villa, I refused to move forward.

Silas impatiently came over to urge me, and I timidly took two steps back and said, "Dad, maybe I shouldn't go in. Mom left me some money and said I can withdraw it after a while."

I saw Silas's eyes light up.

When he started his business, my mom provided him with start-up capital, which was a huge amount. But where did that money come from? My mom never told Silas.

Later, Silas hooked up with the daughter of the top executive of a leading group in the industry. Naturally, he was unwilling to start from scratch again, so he decisively abandoned my pregnant mom and became a successful man by marrying into a wealthy family. He turned my mom from a legal wife into a mistress.

I saw a hint of greed in Silas's eyes.

He kindly came over and held my wrist, leading me into the house.

Rhianna Fann had been waiting at the door for a long time, accompanied by Natalee Fann, who had enjoyed a privileged lifestyle since childhood.

When Rhianna saw us, she hurriedly greeted us with a polite smile, tears in her eyes. She looked me up and down and couldn't help but say that I had suffered.

"That's quite a hypocritical display of innocence." I thought.

Natalee kept shouting next to her, "Mom, why are you so good to this little slut?"

As a young child, Natalee spent her early years with her grandmother in the countryside until she turned fourteen, due to Silas and Rhianna's hectic schedules. Feeling a sense of remorse for the time she missed with her daughter, Rhianna overindulged and pampered Natalee even further.

"Shut up!" Before Rhianna could speak, Silas reprimanded Natalee.