LOGIN"Dad, you're finally here."The moment my adoptive father saw my disheveled state, his expression softened. Tears welled in his eyes as he choked out, "I've failed to protect you."Then he turned, his warm gaze replaced by fury as it swept over everyone standing nearby. "You are the hooligans who attacked my precious daughter, huh?!"His eyes locked on Steven, who stiffened under the weight of his stare. Guilt flickered across Steven's face, but pride wouldn't let him back down. "I've built my name in Evarra for years," he snapped. "You think the Gervais family will crumble just because you say so?"My father's lips curved into a cold, dismissive smile. "Shall we see then? I won't be a Winslow if I let your family remain standing by tomorrow!"He made just one phone call before taking my hand and leading me away.Before we left, Ansel called out to me, his voice trembling. "Alice… can you forgive me?"I didn't even look back. I simply tightened my grip on Reid's hand. Now, I had
Natalie nodded eagerly, her eyes bright with hope. "Alice, I'm sorry. It was all my fault. I was just so scared of being kicked out of the family. Please forgive me." She dropped to her knees, begging, sobbing uncontrollably.I gave a cold, mocking smile and said lazily, "If you're willing to cut ties with the Gervais family, I might consider putting in a good word for you."Natalie's head snapped up, her eyes wide.Ansel scoffed. "You think Natalie's like you—a two-faced snake who bites the hand that feeds her?"But his words barely faded before Natalie's trembling voice broke the silence. "You mean it?"I toyed idly with the diamond ring. "The Winslow family doesn't need money or powerful connections. What we value is obedience. Think of this as a test."Natalie's face hardened with resolve. "Alright, I'll do it!"Ansel froze, staring at her in disbelief. He reached out to grab her arm. "Natalie, what are you saying? She's forcing you, isn't she? It's all right. You still have
Reid narrowed his eyes, one arm steadying me while the other came down hard across Natalie's face. "You vicious woman! So it was you who framed Alice and sent her to the mines!"Ansel immediately rushed forward to shield Natalie. "What the hell are you doing? Who are you to hit her? This wedding is off!"Steven didn't hesitate—he slapped Ansel across the face. "Nonsense! What rubbish are you spouting?"Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he turned obsequious, bowing slightly toward Reid. "Mr. Reid, my son was talking nonsense. It's a joyous day; we can't possibly cancel the wedding!"Reid's eyes were icy as he looked at him. "So you’re Alice’s biological father—the jackass?"Steven's face darkened in an instant, but he didn't dare lash out. "Alice is indeed my daughter. I was just about to bring her home myself," he said, throwing me a warning glance not to cause trouble.But I smiled faintly and clutched Reid's sleeve. "Reid, they didn't just hit me. They tried to send me back
A commotion suddenly broke out behind me.The security guards rushed to the car, opening the door at once. An elderly man emerged, his very bearing imposing. I looked up eagerly, only for my heart to plummet the instant our eyes met. The man wasn't my adoptive father—it was my biological father, Steven Gervais.For a fleeting second, warmth and affection flickered in his gaze. But within two seconds, it was gone, replaced by cold sternness.Natalie ran to him and clung to his arm with a pout. "Dad, Alice bullied me."Without a word, Steven stormed forward and slapped me twice across the face. The sharp sting burned my skin as I stared at him with hatred. It was just like ten years ago—he didn't even bother to ask what had happened before condemning me."Do you have any idea what day this is? Even if you've lost your mind, at least know where you are! If that oil tycoon takes offense, don't blame me for being ruthless!"I bit my lip and swallowed the pain. "I never cared to be you
Natalie's face twisted with rage. "Who do you think you are?!"She quickly caught herself and forced a polite smile. "After spending all those years in the mines, I'm sure you've at least heard of my fiance—the famous oil prince.""Of course I have," I said calmly.At that, Natalie's pride shone through like a peacock spreading its feathers, but I continued, "Not only have I heard of him, but we practically grew up together, inseparable."A wave of gasps swept through the hall.Her eyes darted to the necklace around my neck, and her eyes widened with incredulity. "Where did you get that necklace?"She lunged forward and yanked it off me. The chain cut into my skin, making me cry out in pain. "Give it back!" I shouted, my voice trembling.She compared the necklace in her hand to the diamond ring she wore. They were part of the same jewelry set—the set my adoptive mother had treasured most before she died.I could still remember the day my adoptive father brought me home. I had h
Back then, I scavenged half-rotten leftovers from the junkyard just to fill my stomach and slept curled up beside piles of garbage when I was too tired to move.For eight long years, every morning I opened my eyes to an endless sea of trash. It wasn't until community workers tracked me down and brought me back to the Gervais family that I learned the truth—I was born their daughter, the real heiress, but had been switched at birth by my adoptive mother.The first time I saw the delicate, pampered girl who had taken my place, I broke down sobbing and begged my father not to send her away. I knew too well how cruel life in the garbage yard was—I couldn't bear to let her suffer what I had.But when Natalie met my eyes, there was nothing but hatred and jealousy in hers. She deliberately bumped into me, causing the ice cream in my hand to fall to the floor."Oh no, Alice, I'm so sorry—I lost my balance," she said sweetly.I stared at the fallen ice cream. In the junkyard, I could dig u







