The Good Girl Strikes Back Against Her Evil Father and Stepmother

3.

That night, I sneaked to the door of Silas and Rhianna's room, and sure enough, I heard intense arguments.

Silas's angry voice sounded, "Whether you agree or not, I plan to introduce Ella to everyone on a good day formally."

There was silence in the room for a while, and then I heard Rhianna's voice, no longer impulsive but rather calm, "Hubby, I know you love your daughter very much, and I won't stop you. But think about it, what if Rosemary Lemmon had cheated on you?"

Silas didn't say anything.

I snorted inwardly, knowing that for that amount of money, Silas wouldn't hesitate to do anything, even kneel, let alone accept being cheated on. His silence was merely a result of being unable to find a suitable rebuttal.

On the other hand, Rhianna thought she had convinced Silas and continued to persuade him, "Why don't we do a paternity test first and decide later? It's not too late."

The next morning, I washed up and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Natalee had already was already seated in the dining room downstairs.

I didn't know what Rhianna said to Natalee, but unexpectedly she didn't come to find trouble with me.

I raised my eyebrows and sat next to Natalee. That was interesting.

Natalee looked at me sitting down and gave me a fierce glare.

I smiled at her indifferently, "Natalee, good morning."

Then, right in front of Natalee, I poured the steaming soup on my arm and kicked Natalee hard.

Instantly, my eyes grew red with pain. Natalee, seated beside me, went from shock to fury, staring at me as if I were a monster, shouting and lunging towards me.

Before she could react, I faced Natalee, my face contorting in agony and unleashed a heart-wrenching cry. "Daddy, Daddy, it hurts so much!"

Silas heard the noise and hurriedly came downstairs to see the scene, frowning and scolding, "What's all this noise early in the morning!"

I approached him with my arms covered in blisters, staring at Silas with a look of grievance.

As Silas's gaze fell upon my arms, he recoiled in shock and rushed me to the hospital without delay.

I navigated through the hospital's expedited channel and insisted on paying for my treatment myself, pulling out a card from my pocket to settle the bill.

After the card was swiped, my mobile banking message lit up with several zeros behind it, and Silas's eyes widened.

He hurriedly came over to support me, personally went to get the medicine for me, and listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, portraying the image of a good father to the fullest.

I sneered, but there were tears in my eyes. "Dad, Rhianna has never believed I am your daughter. Since we are at the hospital today, let's do a paternity test first."

Silas couldn't ask for more and eagerly agreed.

However, he hesitated momentarily when he was about to take a step forward. "Ella, let's go back and do the paternity test."

I nodded, "I'll listen to you."

When I just got home, Silas went to park the car, and the doctor, Frank Lemmon, was already waiting at the door.

I pretended to be understanding and said, "Mr. Lemmon, my dad won't be able to come out for a while. Shall I go get his toothbrush for you?'

Frank glanced in the direction Silas had left and nodded.

The results came out quickly.

"Silas Fann and Ella Lemmon definitely have a parent-child relationship: it conforms to the laws of inheritance, with a probability greater than 0.9999."

When Rhianna saw the test results, her face darkened.

I knew why. It was because she hadn't had a chance to tamper with it yet.

Rhianna made an excuse of feeling unwell and went to the bathroom, but suddenly screamed and rushed out, grabbing my wrist and questioning me, "Whose toothbrush did you take?'