Revenge for My Dead Daughter

I pushed his body away and gulped down the red wine.

Recalling the news in my previous life, my body was still trembling.

While Ms. Dale was sending her daughter to the hotel, I asked someone to install a few secret surveillance cameras at home.

Then, less than two days later, I received a piece of extremely depressing news.

Ms. Dale was taking a walk in the community with Mia in her arms. In order to avoid the big dog, she accidentally sprained her ankle.

At the moment of her injury, she had protected Mia well. One of her hands had been propped up on the ground and her bones had been broken.

The doctor said that it was not a big deal, but she couldn't work anymore.

We covered all the medical expenses during Ms. Dale's recovery. She also got her salary.

"Mrs. Jones, it's almost Christmas, and we're shorthanded. The nanny reservation has been scheduled to three months later..."

After asking several agents, Frank found that there was no nanny even if he increased the salary.

Ms. Dale's face was full of guilt. She whispered to Frank, "Sir, why don't you let my daughter do it? She used to be a nanny and took care of the children well. Her salary is the same as mine, and you don't need to pay me."

Frank looked at my face and hesitated.

I sighed and thought, "I'd better ask my boss if I can ask for leave."

There was no reason last time, but this time there was.

What's more, I wasn't even afraid of resigning, let alone being bullied.

Frank lowered his head guiltily, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's.

"Honey, you can't resign."

I was so angry that I almost exploded.

Frank had a meal with the leaders of the TV station without telling me, privately helped me renew my three-year contract with the TV station, and promised to let me be the host of the Christmas Gala.

"I don't agree. I'll reject it now."

When I was about to make a call, I was stopped by Frank.

"Honey, I'm sorry... I even took the money."

I'm the chief news anchor, so of course, my contract renewal fee is higher than others.

But when Frank received it, he immediately put the money into the operation of his company and spent most of it.

Since I resigned last time, the leaders of the TV station thought that I was disloyal, so they deliberately raised the penalty ratio.

The astronomical figure in the contract was simply unimaginable.

"Stella, it's wrong to hide it from you, but it's also to keep your position as an anchor! Being a news anchor has been your dream since you were a child. Now that you've made great achievements, how can you give it up?"

I glared at Frank angrily. "Do you know that you signed the contract on my behalf without my knowledge and embezzled the renewal fee? I can sue you."

What he didn't know was that the day of the gala was the time when Mia was burned to death in my previous life.

That night, after I personally reported the news of my daughter's death, I had an acute cerebral hemorrhage and died on the news station.

"Since God has given me a chance to save Mia, I must make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Hearing my accusation, Frank flew into a rage.

"Stella, do you know how many glasses I drank? I bowed and smiled apologetically to get your boss Mr. Ben Carl to agree to keep you. Other men want his wife to be a housewife at home 24 hours a day. Look at which husband supports his wife's career so much as I do!"

"You can get an internal price by advertising in my company, and you even use my network to do business. How can you not support me?"

If nothing had happened, I would never be able to see the faces of the people around me clearly.

This was the first time that I had talked back to Frank, but he couldn't say anything.

I sneered and returned to my room with Mia in my arms.