Chapter 2

Dad did not care about his uniform anymore. He ran with me to the police station as if he had seen a ghost.

"This kid's lost. Find her parents, quick!"

Half an hour later, Dad walked out of the police station looking totally lost. The police had checked for a long time. Finally, they told him I was his kid.

"Where in the world did you come from?!" Even a tough guy like my dad had a meltdown during his younger days.

I sipped the milk the policewoman gave me and just giggled. "Dad, I came from your middle login. You probably won't remember me."

The system wished it had never given internet access. "I should never have let you go online!"

Dad was puzzled by the terms 'old login' and 'middle login'. He scrunched up his face, ready to ask more, but a loud honk cut him off.

The car door swung open, and Dad got a stinging slap across his face. The sound of the slap rang out loud and clear.

"How could you, Elliot? You're not even a grown-up yet, and you've already got a granddaughter for me. What will people think of the Smith family now?!" Dad's father, Yale Smith, was fuming, his chest rising and falling with anger.

"Dad!" I cried out, my voice filled with worry for Dad.

Julia Porter, dressed to the nines, smiled, but her words were dripping with irony. "Elly, the child's already so big? Does that mean you were just 14 when you got a girl pregnant?"

Dad's expression turned dark as a storm cloud, his eyes red with fury. He asked in a rough voice, "Who said you could call me what my mom did?! My mom's not even in her grave yet, and you're already trying to replace her, aren't you?!"

The system said, "It's over, kiddo. The villain's darkening level has hit 100%."

I did not know what it meant to be completely villainous. All I knew was that Dad was heartbroken and furious! He was like a wild animal pushed to the edge.

Julia looked scared, quickly moving closer to Grandpa. "Honey, if the child dislikes me this much, maybe I should just go..."

Grandpa, already a volcano of anger, turned even redder. "She's my wife and your elder! How can you talk to your own mother that way?!"

He lifted his hand, ready to slap Dad once more.

I dashed forward and stomped on his foot. "You can't treat my dad like this!!"

Grandpa stopped, crying out in pain.

The system said, "Yale was already in a really bad mood to begin with... Kiddo, you're definitely... the perfect villain's daughter."

Even though I was much shorter than Dad, only reaching his knees, I still reached out my hand and tried my best to shield him.

"Dad, don't worry. I'll protect you!"

His eyelashes fluttered, and his body shook for just a second. After a bit, he could not help but sigh softly. "Silly girl..."

"Kiddo, the villain's darkening level has dropped from 100% to 70%!" The system's words made me let out a relieved breath.

Maybe this meant Dad was feeling a little better?

Before I could figure it out, Grandpa's face turned stormy because he felt embarrassed. He finally turned his attention to me.

"So, you're the little troublemaker, huh?! Coming after our Smith family… Did your mom put you up to this?!"

He was so angry that he wanted to pull my hair. However, Dad stepped in front of me. He touched his cheek and laughed calmly, "Oh, so it's fine for you to bring home a secret child and a girlfriend right after my mom passed away. But I can't have a daughter?

"Starting a fight with a kid right in front of the police station, is that how the Smiths act?"

Seeing Dad stand his ground, Grandpa was furious.

"Elliot, you're brave, aren't you? If you can't accept Julia, then leave the Smith family. From this day onward, don't you dare take a dime from me! Do you really think it's easy to raise a kid?!"

The system said, "Kiddo, the Smith family got rich because of your grandma, but she's gone now, and Grandpa's changed her will. He wants to kick your dad out and take everything for himself! Your dad will end up with no place to live, nothing to eat…"

I watched as Dad was about to say yes just to spite him. I sprang up quickly and clapped my hand over his mouth. "We won't leave! If anyone's leaving, it's you! Oh, Mr. Rich Guy snagged someone else's stuff and thinks he can provide for his lover and illegitimate kid with stolen goods!"

After I finished speaking, I covered my mouth with one hand. "I won't talk anymore."