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All Chapters of My Toxic Daughter’s Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

Three months ago, I took on a child abuse case. The accused was the manager of a training facility who was suspected of using corporal punishment against many young girls. I represented the victims through a non-profit organization and spent three long days in court, proving my case with the evidence and the families’ testimony. Even now, I could not bear to look too closely at the photos of the girls' bruises. On the day we settled, I finally got the accused to agree to compensation and a public apology. The mother of one of the victims grasped my hand in tears. “Thank you, Mr. Lincoln. You did so much for our family!”As I was about to reply, the door opened with a creak. Seven-year-old Nancy poked her head into the room, holding a doll. Her eyes were bright. The mother smiled at her. “What an adorable little girl.”Nancy smiled too, sweetly and innocently, her eyes narrowing into slits. Then she tilted her head and said naively, “There's no need to thank my father,

Chapter 2

Plot twist: Things did not go as I’d imagined.On Monday, the law firm arranged for me to represent them on a public service livestream. The topic was “how to recognize the hidden dangers around minors.”I worked overtime for an entire week to prepare for the talk. On the day of the livestream, I told Nancy to stay outside my study. My wife was working overtime, so I was worried Nancy would make things difficult for me again. I prepared snacks and cartoons for her and promised to take her out for her favorite ice cream once I was done. She looked up at me and nodded obediently. “I won't fight you, Daddy, I promise.”I nodded, satisfied. She had finally grown up. After that, I went into my study, started the livestream, and gave the camera a professional smile. “Hello, dear audience. Today, let's talk about how to protect yourself with the law.”The number of viewers went from a few hundred to a few thousand, and finally reached six digits. I spoke until my mouth felt dry,

Chapter 3

Soon, Nancy’s accusations on the livestream spread all through the Internet. The video someone had recorded gained a million views in half an hour. It was titled, “Famous lawyer's daughter accuses him of assault mid-livestream.”I tried to hold back my temper, asking her in a trembling voice, “Why do you keep doing this to me?”Nancy slowly smiled, blinking her large eyes. “Your eyes were so bright when you looked at the chat just now, Daddy. Much brighter than when you look at me. “It's your fault for ignoring me. Rebelling is my way of getting your attention.”I could not help it any more. For the first time, I hit her. Her eyes widened in shock, then she let out an ear-piercing wail. Her expression said she was stunned and hurt that I would dare to hit her. That was when my wife came back from work. Nancy immediately ran into her arms. “Mommy, Daddy hit me! I hate him! I'll keep rebelling against him!”When my wife heard the whole story, she turned pale. She crouched

Chapter 4

On the day of the competition, I sent Nancy to school and watched her walk through the gates with my own eyes.With her little bag on her shoulders, she turned to wave at me like a harmless bunny. “Bye-bye, Daddy!”I stood at the gates and watched her disappear into the school building before I turned and left.The competition went smoothly. I leveraged my case experience over the years, proving every point with evidence and logic. The judges nodded, and the audience applauded me.Just as the speech was about to end, right before I bowed to thank my audience—A tiny figure rushed onto the stage from behind the curtain. It was Nancy!She was wearing her school uniform, her hair a mess and her knees greyed with dust. It looked like she had climbed over the school wall.When she stumbled onto the stage, the guards somehow did not manage to stop her. As such, she managed to grab the emcee’s spare mic and fall to her knees right in the center of the stage.The piercing feedback from

Chapter 5

“Understood, thank you. Judges and members of the floor, I’ve filed an application with Child Protective Services to terminate my adoption of Nancy Lincoln, complete with proof of her framing me.”With that, I put down my mic and headed into the crowd.Behind me, Nancy’s voice shook as she cried out for me in genuine panic. “Daddy, don’t go! I’m sorry! I won’t rebel against you again!”She went wild with regret, screaming “Daddy” constantly. When CPS took her away, her eyes were wet with tears, like an abandoned puppy.However, I knew that those were her usual crocodile tears.Later, I followed CPS to their state-run orphanage. There was an archive at the end of a very long corridor. The staff opened the door and took an old file from the steel cabinets, showing it to Nancy. “Little girl, here are the details about your birth parents.”Her father was Jack Jones, unemployed, and sentenced to fifteen years in jail in 2015 for assaulting a young girl. Her mother was Jennifer Way

Chapter 6

The next day, the Internet exploded. Someone had leaked Nancy’s origins, and public opinion instantly turned against her.[WTF? Her biological father was a rapist?!][No wonder she was such a good actress! She’s evil down to her DNA!][Poor Frank Lincoln, he raised a rapist’s daughter for so many years!][Where are the ones who slandered him? Apologize!]I cleared away all of Nancy’s old things, donating them to underprivileged children or throwing them away. Just then, there was a knock on the door. It was the law firm’s director, here to give me an offer letter. “It’s been hard on you, Lincoln. Come back. We need you, and we’ve decided to give you a promotion with a raise.”I let out a sigh of relief and happily signed the contract.After the director left, my wife brought me some tea and sat beside me, saying softly, “Honey, we didn’t want to hurt Nancy’s feelings after we adopted her back then, so we never tried for a child of our own. It’s time to change that.”I looke

Chapter 7

Three years passed in the blink of an eye. My daughter Sunny was an obedient and sweet little girl.One day, when I took her to the playground downstairs, she looked at me curiously. “Daddy, I heard an older girl talk about “decluttering”. What does that mean?”I crouched down and rubbed her head. “That means to get rid of things that do you harm. When you grow older, Sunny, you might have to cut some people out of your life if they make you unhappy or uncomfortable.”She nodded a little blankly then jumped into my arms. “But I wanna stay with you forever, Daddy! Never cut me out, okay?”I blinked then laughed, hugging her tight. “Alright. I’ll never cut you out, Sunny.”It was bright and sunny out, just like my cheerful little daughter.After that, she made new friends at kindergarten and came home with a ton of stories every day. “Daddy, Mary said her daddy bought her a Barbie doll. I told her that my daddy is a lawyer who helps lots and lots of little kids fight bad guys!”Sh

Chapter 8

Later, my colleagues told me about Nancy.After she aged out of the system,she received a government transition stipend to help her adjust to adult life. However, she refused to find a proper job.She stole food from the supermarket and was caught by security, ending up in detention for two days. She then stole some coins from a beggar’s bowl. The beggar chased her down the street as she turned around to spout vulgar insults at him. They ended up fighting, and she was held for another five days.My colleague sighed and shook his head when he relayed the news to me.Nancy’s biological father had also been released from jail not too long ago. He found her flat and blocked her at the door, demanding money.When she said she had no money, he destroyed what little furniture she had and cursed her out. He even beat her up and called her a waste of his sperm.Terrified, Nancy quickly moved to another flat.After that, she got mixed up with a gang that loitered around carparks at nigh

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