Novel & Cerita Forsaken Daughter Pampered By Top Hier

“I used to work for the Morettis, years ago.” “References?” “Not many left who’d remember me. But I work hard, and I don’t gossip.” That last line earned her a nod. “Wait here. I’ll ask Ms. Valentina.” The words made Pamela’s chest tighten. Her daughter. The child she had been forced to give up, who grew up believing another woman was her mother. Moments later, Valentina entered. The years had sculpted her features into something coldly beautiful — Alicia’s polish, Maurice’s eyes.

“Ana, Where were you for two days and nights? Have you got no shame? Were you perhaps playing with men, naked in the clubhouse?” Yeah that’s how mafia dads talk with their daughters who have been a whore for their whole life. In the world’s eyes my dad is respected chairman Mark Chris, a billionaire who loves his daughter blindly. But who knows how he has treated me since my childhood. He neglected me and handed me in care of Lucas. Not a maid, not a nanny but a male bodyguard. I glanced at my mom who was staring at me like I am her sin. My mother was no good woman or mother to me.

Boston Mass. 2019 “Abigail Davidson” Ornias said, he had been talking the entire trip but Daniel was not paying attention, his mind was elsewhere. “That’s our target. She is single, 37 lives alone, had a set of twins at 14, the result of rape. Oh, this is interesting,” he said burying his face in the mini version of the Book of the Damned. “You know her daughter, you have scene her in passing Danny”

Damon didn't just release them; he weaponized them. And they aren't ashamed. They are back because they want their piece of the Hemsworth empire since they couldn't get my trust fund. My chest tightens. “Let me go. You and Mom took everything from me.” “You’re truly ungrateful. You left us to rot in that cell after everything we did for you.” His smile doesn’t falter. We keep walking. Step by step. Slowly while everybody watches us, standing. “Smile,” he whispers. “The cameras love a doting daughter. Even one as cold-hearted as you. We're home now and we aren't going anywhere.”

Carissa countered, "What can her retribution erase? What can it bring back? The evil deeds she's done will always exist. The dead won't come back to life. You think she's pitiful, Florence, but she was only rejected by my dad. She still lived in incredible luxury. Some people yearn for things their entire lives, but she received what she wanted without effort. Others could have sacrificed everything and still not afford even a table in Harmony Palace. "She was the favored daughter of King Augustus, and was blessed with boundless fortune and riches. Her life has been smooth sailing, and the only setback she faced was wanting someone she couldn't have. You say she loved my dad more than my mom

"You have no place." My chest tightened, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. This had been my home—my sanctuary. Now it was nothing more than a gilded cage, one I had no key to escape. "I won’t beg," I said through gritted teeth. "This was my father’s empire, and I have a right to it." "Your father is dead!" Damien roared. "And you're nothing but a worthless girl who couldn’t even keep her place in a marriage that was handed to her. Throw her out."

It made her resentment toward Harvey grow even greater. "We're going to be family soon, so there's no need to show such courtesy reserved for outsiders. Originally, my daughter is supposed to take care of you tonight. Unfortunately, a man who came out of nowhere seduced her, and now the entire Stanton family is in quite the pickle. "Despite being your senior, I really shouldn't be here for failing to do something as simple as this. Please don't pin the blame on me and give me one more chance…" Pamela peeked at Emery when she said that, hoping to see any changes in his emotion.

“She is the reason we keep fighting. Not Victor’s empire. Not the syndicate. Her. We give her the life we never had.” Damien nodded, his eyes shining with new resolve. “The heir that was not. She is ours. And we will burn down anything that tries to take her from us.” Our daughter slept peacefully between us, her striking eyes closed but her presence filling the room with hope. Victor’s medical team had lied for months. They had created the illusion of a son to satisfy a dead man’s obsession. But the truth had come in the middle of the storm. A beautiful girl. Damien’s daughter. The one who broke every cold rule Victor had ever made.

Her father raised her diligently, she wasn’t spoiled just like Stacy, the gamma’s daughter who was spoiled by her family that she grew up like a brat. Celia’s kindness is the one that sets her apart from the daughters of other pack officials. Every rich daughters who were born out of families with higher status were all spoiled except for her. Raven trusts that Celia’s kindness would win over the hatred she has for Raven in her heart. Raven chose to understand Celia and look at the situation in her view.

Damien said. “That's enough Damien.” I said in my commanding voice, swatting his hand from my head. I had to stop him before he brought the mafia in. They may know our father is the Russian mafia Valik, but they don't know that I took over. My father didn't want the underworld to know that he had a daughter and that she was the leader of the Russian mafia. We may be acquaintances but papa didn't want them to know because he didn't know how they would react to a woman taking over something that is only meant for men. Because in the underworld the first born was to take over after the father and it had to be the son.