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Amanda Clark was in a corner of her room having drawn the curtains on her windows and turned off all the lights. She was sitting on the floor with a sheet over her head, her face dark. She never imagined something like this could have happened. This dirty kid, she asked her assistant to get rid of her, she never wants to see her again even on the way. She doesn't know where he took her. She knows her father has an apartment in the city center and her mother is missing. She doesn't care, her life is in shambles and it's not this gathering of journalists in front of her house that will say the opposite. They have been like this since very early this morning and she does not dare to go out because they would blame her about her daughters. Speaking of them, there is no doubt that these raptors in search of the scoop have already knocked on their door. Emma must now be lost by all that is going on and knowing the public opinion, inquiries have already begun to be carried out. Th

I had been listening to my sister for almost an hour as she told me about her life with the Clark couple. I already knew that our father was a policeman who was killed in a shootout between two rival gangs, so I found out that after his death, my mother who was pregnant with me started her descent to hell. She no longer slept and refused to eat, crying all day at the loss of our father. The neighbors helped us with food while we survived on the pension my father left behind. But according to Jeanne, my father's crooked superiors quickly cut off all pensions in defiance of our precarious situation. Our mother was in a very fragile state, she was the one who took care of everything at home, cleaning, laundry, and cooking, not to mention that she had to take care of our mother, forcing her to feed herself for my good. When the time came for me to come into the world, they arrived at the hospital and the delivery, although difficult, fortunately, did not end in a cesarean section.

I looked at Jeanne panicked while she too seemed stunned. How come our mother was on the verge of death from cancer? " What is this story? Hey explain yourself" Jeanne growled as Amanda frowned at her governess, who lowered her head guiltily before looking at us. “Please come in please” I looked at my sister who was now scowling, it seemed like what just happened was troubling her more than she wanted to and she decided to find out more. Just like me too. I want to know what's going on. We entered the large house and took our seats in the private lounge. The servants came to serve us drinks and some treats, but we weren't in the mood for that. She had to explain this terminal cancer story to us. "Don't listen to my governess, she's a bit senile with age and all..." “Are you going to stop making fun of us? Do you think we can start on a new basis with you refusing to be honest for once in your life? » I grabbed Jeanne's hand because she was getting a little too petty, e

The days that followed were worthy of Hollywood movies. Every time I had to go out to take my piano lessons with Rayan Felts, I was followed by a horde of paparazzi. In addition, people scrutinized my every move so much that I could no longer allow myself a romantic outing with Michaël without being constantly interrupted by journalists chilling with gossip. This was already annoying me and for a moment I put myself in Michaël's shoes. He had to suffer this since his earliest childhood and I, who have only been living this for a few days, am already exhausted. Aden asked me not to panic and allow them to have even the smallest information about me, otherwise, they will use it to implement their gossip and it will be endless. So it's been two weeks since I've been able to see Aden and he told me that was the best thing to do. Everyone knows that I'm in a relationship with Michaël so if they see me with Aden, they'll think of me as a light girl. It's very nice of Aden to take su

Last night, I didn't sleep well and I also didn't talk about what was going on with my mother to Michaël. I don't want to come across as an ungrateful bad daughter when my mom has to do all this for my good. Very early the next morning, I got ready to have breakfast with my mother who was already waiting for me in the dining room. “Hello baby, how did you sleep? Your eyes are puffy... oh my you're all puffy are you feeling okay?" I said nothing in response while on the other side, Cecile watched us from afar. She frowned wondering why the young teenager was like this and she looked at her boss with displeasure. So she wants to say that she doesn't understand why her daughter is like that? All that night she thought about it and she concluded that the girls would have lived better, especially Emma, ​​without their mother. She used to sympathize with her misfortune but now that she has had the chance to see how this woman treats her daughter, she knows that Amanda Clark would n