Cast Of A Daughter's Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“It was supposed to be your haven. You don't like quiet places, huh? We only wanted to do you a favor, is that too much to ask? But you decided to be a hero, didn't you? You had to try to expose us.” “I'm not a hero but one thing I know is that, you're not getting away with this, Palmer. Mark my words,” Luke Blackwood’s voice was barely audible, but the defiance was unmistakable. “You can't hide the truth forever. My daughter will get revenge on my behalf.” A wicked, chilling laugh followed. “Your daughter? The girl you thought you had protected? She has been forged into a weapon. I'm expecting her to walk right into my trap. She’s definitely going to come home, exactly the way I planned it.

"Oh God, isn't she Director Osama's daughter?" "Ask someone to come here immediately!" "Help! Someone help us! The daughter of Director Lou Osama is being raped!" Director Lou Osama's daughter? When Mrs. Adam's and Carmen saw the face of the woman who was pinned under the three men, both of them stood rooted to the ground as if they had been electrocuted. How is it the daughter of Director Osama? Shouldn't Hilda be the victim here?

She hesitantly shook her skull positively hence proving him correct, "I am sorry, I didn't..." "What sorry, Maria??? I like her... You know I like her but still you whined and obstinately forced me to agree to this. She is his God damned daughter, killing her would cost us our lives in return." Maria shot her head up, she never realized it that way. How can she forget she was the daughter of the mafia king. Wouldn't have he known his daughter was held captive? Wouldn't he get the information his daughter was around the man who desired to seek revenge from him?

3RD POV: “Nina Morris, daughter of Late Business Tycoon Mr Marcus Morris, has been apprehended for multiple charges, kidnapping of the twins of Billionaire Ross Anderson and Catherine Williams, Murder…..” The reporter listed out.. Mrs Morris was seated in front of her television, watching the news with tears running down her cheek, seeing her daughter being labeled as a criminal. Hot tears ran down through her cheeks and her chest rose up and fell repeatedly. “Everyone will view my daughter as a criminal. How could I have given birth to such a useless being? So freaking useless!” She hit the television stand in anger and shook her head.

My feet pounding the rhythm along with the drums. “Oh devoted Ahlai, Oh devoted Ahlai, Your son is Alpha Lunar Storm, your pack’s weakness did die! You saved them with a blessing gifted from most high!” The singers trumpet. The beat a gleeful celebration of Alpha Rezaor’s triumph with no acknowledgement that Ahlai’s father is the one who is dead or that her son was the result of forcible mating. I happily dance. I am a puppet on the stage, doing as is required of me. Dead inside. The happiness just a mask for my disdain.

I yelled back, but my voice was shaking. Behind me, my daughter clutched my clothes tightly, her tiny body trembling with fear and shame. "Lying?" Director Lee sneered and gestured at my small, shabby apartment. "Ms. Sanders, don't push your luck. I'm here today to give you a piece of advice. Don’t let us see you near the school again, or..." She paused and shifted her gaze to my daughter, her smile turning icy. "We can’t guarantee that your daughter won’t accidentally fall down the stairs and get hurt."

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

My plan of revenge was just kicking in. I could hear even more yelling coming from upstairs but I stayed put. Everything was indeed falling into place. I had Chad off my back. My mother knew that I was her daughter reincarnated. Jade now knew the truth about me. And now, my supposed parents were beginning to suffer for wiping out the Thunder pack. And this was just the start. In a few minutes, I heard heavy footsteps approaching me. Soon, the owner of the footsteps was shown and it was my supposed father. “Katara, what the actual f*ck?!” He shouted the words at the top of his lungs.

For a moment, her eyes flickered, as if she had just realized something. She suddenly grabbed my shoulders and exclaimed, "I knew it! You've been reborn, too!" Then, she looked at me arrogantly. "Do you even know why you were able to come back to life? It's because you're my daughter! As the daughter of the heroine, even if you die a few times, you'll still keep coming back! Fate keeps giving us these second chances so we can finally find the perfect way to make your dad regret leaving me!" I could tell she had completely lost her mind. I shook her hands off me and grabbed my dad's and Erin's hands instead.

When they saw their daughter tied to the autopsy table, the chief prosecutor, Davin Elkin, and his wife, Portia Elkin, broke down completely. “Ms. Lance, your daughter committed suicide. What gives you the right to kidnap mine? She’s only eight! “You’re a parent too. How could you be so cruel?” The police officers standing behind Davin urged me to calm down. My colleagues also pleaded with me not to throw away my future in a moment of confusion.