บททั้งหมดของ Forsaken Daughter Turns the Game Upside Down: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

“Don’t you think I was the one bullying her?”Esther felt her heart lighten a bit. She’d worried that by chasing the woman away so fiercely just now, the little girl would think she was a bad person.That thought scared Esther—since when did she start caring what others thought of her? And it was just a little kid...Esther thought she must be going crazy missing children. It had been four years, and every time she thought of the child she couldn’t keep, her heart ached.“No way! That bad auntie sent people to hit you first, but she couldn’t beat you, so you chased her away!”The little girl spoke as she scooted closer to Esther’s side, her small hand actively holding Esther’s big one. Her voice was soft and sweet, melting one’s heart, “My daddy says that if a bad person tries to bully others, they can’t become the victim just because they get bullied back. A bad person is always bad, even if someone bullies them, they’re still bad!”Esther:

That nosy couple at the next table really had a knack for gossip. But if they knew this man was Evander, they probably wouldn’t say a word. Across the entire capital, or even the whole world, the Westvale family’s wealth alone would have countless noble daughters lining up to become stepmoms. Forget stepmom — even step-grandmothers would be willing with that kind of status. Besides the fortune, Evander was voted one of the top ten most handsome and sexiest men worldwide — the dream lover of all women. A man of his caliber, having children never lowered his status or women’s desire to marry him. Sure enough... “What’s wrong with being a stepmom? He’s so handsome! If you were that handsome, I’d gladly be a stepmom to your son!” Esther: “...” “Uh... Mr. Westvale, I still have something this afternoon. You two enjoy your meal. I’m off!” Esther thought if she stayed any longer, sooner or later they’d dig up dirt on her ancestors. Just as she stood up, her sl

“Stop babbling and go pack some food quickly. The kid barely ate anything just now, and now her mood’s all ruined. She didn’t even eat breakfast!” Esther was a bit overwhelmed by how close he was standing. The unique scent of firwood mingled with his masculine cologne lingered at her nose, invading her senses and stirring her heart. Instinctively, she nudged his arm with the elbow that was holding the child. “Hurry up, act like a real dad!” Evander: “…” “Alright, I’m going right now. I’ll learn from the kid’s mom how to raise a child properly!” After saying that, his palm gently rubbed the little girl’s head in Esther’s arms, then he pulled away. Just as Esther thought he was done and was about to take his hand back, that same hand unexpectedly landed lightly on her head and gently rubbed it again. “Good girl.” Esther: “…” That head-patting caught her totally off guard, freezing her in place for a moment—until the little one in her arms called out

That so-called “proof” was meant for Evander’s eyes only, but Chloe was more than happy to let these women with their children use it for gossip.Seeing the moms who had only been there to accompany their kids start to get interested in Esther’s “mistress” reputation, Chloe became even more excited.However...“Spill the evidence already! Once confirmed, we’ll start fighting!”One of the mothers had already pulled her child close, rolling up her sleeves and ready to throw down. “Show us some caught-in-the-act videos or something!”“Come on, show the proof! Otherwise, you’re just slandering her as a mistress. There are too many people these days throwing the mistress label around!”“Exactly! The girl looks so elegant and refined, doesn’t look like the type to be a mistress at all!”“Yes, yes! Mistresses usually have sharp, bitter faces, all scrappy-looking and shabby. How can someone so pretty, warm, and classy be a mistress...?”

How could she save her?!Everyone’s yelling to beat the mistress, even the mistress’s friends get beaten up.“Like mother, like daughter—friends of mistresses are mistresses too! Come on, everyone, let’s beat this mistress too…”“No, I’m not the mistress! You’re misunderstanding, really misunderstanding!”At those words, Kendall looked to Esther for help, but as she expected, Esther refused to forgive her, not even glancing at her, letting those pulling Chloe’s hair turn to tear at hers.Desperate, Kendall burst into tears, “How did it come to this? I’m sorry, my stomach hurts, I’m going to the restroom. Don’t worry, I’ll call the police right away to arrest these lunatics!”With that, she clutched her head and left.“Kendall, you fence-sitter! I’m cutting ties with you right now! Give me back my money immediately!&