The Fake Daughter Is the Real Queen
"Enough. You canceled our trip, ruined our plans—I've forgiven all that. We won't mention severance payment anymore. See how good I am to you?"
I pulled away. "Stop wasting time. Sign the papers. Let's end this cleanly."
Mother urged him. "Show her the gift we bought her!"
Father hurriedly brought a large package.
"You've always wanted this diamond bracelet, right? Father even used his retirement money to buy it!"
I glanced at it—even from across the room, I could tell it was fake. These crystals had no natural energy signature.
"Father, you spent $50,000 on her genuine necklace. For me, you bought flea market trash? If you're going to lie, at least spend enough money to buy a decent fake. D