Cast Of A Daughter's Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.

She continued. “Of course you didn’t. You stripped a child of his mother, left him without a father or care, and abandoned him like he was nothing. Now he is out seeking revenge, and my daughter is the one paying for it."She screeched through gritted teeth. Rosaline closed the distance between them, not once breaking eye contact with him when she said, “Mark my words, Giovanni Creed, if even a scratch is found on my daughter’s skin, I will make hell feel like a resort when I get my hands on you.”

I am his daughter. Slowly, I started to remember some things from my past which helped me to confirm who I really am. Until all of my memories came back. Kelly Garcia. She was my friend back in college. When Greval dumped me, I promised myself that I will make him pay for what he has done. And Nieva... I will make sure that I will get my revenge.

When my mom answered my call, her voice trembled with emotion. “Carol, you finally called me! It’s been so many years since you’ve come home. How have you been? I heard you started a company—is it tiring…” I cut her off. “You should come pick up your daughter. She’s at the Kentridge Police Station.” “What?” I briefly explained the situation and was about to hang up when my mom burst into sobs. “Carol, you’re my real daughter. We’ve already disowned Leila. I don’t want to bring her back—I want to bring you home. Please, would you come home?”

Yet, beneath the practiced sorrow lay a steely determination—a promise of retribution that would not be silenced. In the quiet of her penthouse later that night, Aurora sat curled in an overstuffed chair, watching the relentless advance of the scandal on her tablet. With each new article and broadcast segment, a part of her felt vindicated. She could almost taste the sweet satisfaction of justice as Dorian’s desperate attempts at damage control became more frantic by the minute. Every frantic call he made, every harsh command he barked at his staff, was a small triumph in her long-planned rebellion.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

Through the night in the hospital room, I watched the girl who should have been clinging to me clutch her blanket and look at me with suspicion. I repeated the words over and over again: I am your mother. I am your mother. But she outrightly refused it and not even the world’s rejection could have been more stabbing than that of my daughter. As I watch her docile small frame fall asleep, hot tears cloud my vision and all that loom in my head is how I’ll get Derrick to pay for everything. Pay for making me a villain when I’m the victim in his foul play. Pay for burying me off from my own daughter. He will pay so dearly. Revenge is the last thing I remember before falling asleep and waking up

Bianca twisted her around, and another slap landed on her face! “Your blood is poison!” Bianca yelled. "Victor's blood flows in your veins!" “How dare you?” Vanessa finally reacted. Furious and humiliated, she questioned Bianca and Nathaniel. “You don’t have solid evidence to prove I am Victor’s daughter!” At that moment, a police officer stepped forward. Relief flashed across Vanessa’s face. She gritted her teeth and said, “Officer, I am Vanessa Holt, the daughter of your city councilor. I’m being assaulted. Please, arrest them—”

Except Anastasia, who simply lowered her head back to her sketchpad. I was beginning to really like Anastasia. "You. what." Lisa spat out "You stabbed my son" she said through gritted teeth, before standing up and started walking around the table towards me I immediately stood up instinctively, as I sensed her aggression. Nikolai stood up as well. "Mother. Stop. I'm not going to say this again" Nikolai ordered Lisa didn't care, she didn't listen to him. She kept walking towards me with murderous eyes "You came into my sons life, took his money, accepted his kindness, and you repaided him my stabbing him" she poured so much hostility into her voice

“You know nothing about my daughter.” “I know she hired rogues to attack my pack. I know she poisoned Alpha Marcus when he discovered her schemes. I know she tried to sabotage the Cosmic Council to start a war.” I met his furious gaze calmly. “I know she’s exactly what happens when ambition has no conscience and power has no accountability.” “You’ll regret this,” he hissed. “When she’s exonerated—” “She won’t be. There’s too much evidence. Too many witnesses. Too many victims.” I felt Kaden tense beside me but continued steadily. “Your daughter will face justice. And you’ll have to decide whether to accept that or spend the rest of your life denying reality.”