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Seeing that I didn't respond, my daughter, Christine Parker, grew even angrier and shoved me."What are you standing there for? Pay up. Don't tell me you really think you can eat and drink for free. At your age, you should know better."My son-in-law's mother, Marge Mayfield, pretended to smooth things over, but every word was actually just accusing me of being greedy and in the wrong."Alright, Christine. Calm down. It's just a piece of bread. It's not worth getting this upset over. Your father's getting older. He couldn't help it. Don't hold it against him."Christine let out a cold snort. "Don't hold it against him? This isn't about a piece of bread. This is theft! I brought him here from the countryside so he could enjoy retirement, and instead, he's here sneaking around and stealing expensive food. You really can't trust the people in your own house!"The word "theft" hit me like a knife to my chest. I couldn't stay silent anymore.My voice trembled as I spoke. "Christine, b

With a cold expression, I said, "Whoever wants the job can take it. I'm not going."Then, I turned around, went into my room, and slammed the door behind me.I had barely sat down when my phone lit up. It was a message from one of the retirees I'd been playing chess with in the park."I heard your daughter found you a warehouse job. Don't take it. They only hire people under 50 years old. Your daughter lied about your age when she applied for you. And she only negotiated half the normal pay. She specifically told them to deposit the pay into her account."I stared at the message, reading it again and again. At that point, my heart was already numb. I couldn't even work up any anger.My own daughter had schemed against me just to try to squeeze three thousand dollars out of me.The next morning, I got up and found the same breakfast waiting on the table—half a stale bread roll that was hard as a rock, and a few dried-up pickles.When Christine saw me come out, she immediately pul

"Joan says she loves you, and she's willing to give you a ceremony. She also gave you a 200-thousand-dollar wedding gift which I've already accepted on your behalf. Remember to show up on time."With that, Christine hung up the phone, leaving me no chance to argue.I stood there, watching my phone screen slowly turn dark. Joshua was beside me, bent over as he tidied up my room. As I looked at his back, whatever father-daughter affection I had left for Christine disappeared completely.I called out to him. "Joshua, do you know… how to find a lawyer?"…The next day, the biggest banquet hall in the city was decorated festively. Joan Schultz sat backstage in a wedding dress. The dress was so tight around her body that she looked like a moldy ball of dough tied up with a string.Struggling just to breathe, she kept tugging at the neckline of her dress while asking Christine beside her, "Christine, is your dad really coming?" Christine quickly put on a reassuring smile. "Of cour

Christine had been willing to trade her own father away to a complete stranger for a gold necklace and a 200-thousand-dollar wedding gift. All the years I'd spent giving everything I had, all the hopes I'd held onto—they had all been a joke.For countless nights, I'd tossed and turned, unable to understand how my own daughter could be so cruel. I'd even wondered if I'd done something wrong, if I hadn't been a good enough father, or if I'd simply grown old and become a burden to her.It wasn't until she threw me out of her home and forced me into marrying Joan for the sake of money that I finally came to my senses.She had never seen me as her father. I was just her personal ATM, her free labor, a tool she could manipulate and discard whenever she pleased.Once I'd finally understood that, I felt not the slightest bit of sadness. Instead, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief.As I gazed at the sunlight spilling across the garden, I realized for the first time that leaving that

"You traded me away for a gold necklace and a 200-thousand-dollar wedding gift. You kicked me out of my own home and treated your own father as an object of transaction."I gave you everything I had and raised you for decades, and this is how you repay me? Christine, ask yourself honestly, do you deserve to call yourself my daughter? Do you deserve to ask me to save you?" I sneered.Every word I spoke struck Christine's heart like a heavy hammer. Her face flushed red, then turned deathly pale. She opened her mouth, but not a single word came out. She could only stare blankly at me. Seeing that I wouldn't budge, Marge suddenly changed her tune. She scrambled to her feet and pointed at me, barking furiously, "Allan Parker, you old bastard! Don't push your luck! Christine is your own daughter! "If you don't withdraw the lawsuit and she goes to prison, you'll be all alone for the rest of your life. When you die, there won't even be anyone to bury you!"Daniel chimed in, his tone thr