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He asked. "She is the daughter of Mr. Clement, the CEO of the Clement's Group in York City. She came back from England last week," Mary said. There was a slight smile on her face. Judging from her son's tone, she was certain that her son was interested in Jenny. Jenny was the most attractive and charming girl to the upper class girls in the country. That was why she chose her. Daniel nodded. "I'll go and say hello." Then, he walked towards Jenny.

"How dare you come back here?" Her voice was flat without any trace of emotion. "And you brought this... dirty child with you?" "Mom!" Rick stepped forward and shielded us behind him, his voice turning cold. "The girl's name is Tina Rivers, my daughter. And this is Mandy Rivers, my wife." "Wife?" Rachel scoffed, then slammed the table and pointed at my face. "I'll never acknowledge her! A woman who only causes trouble and raises a lying daughter is unworthy of being my daughter-in-law!"

"Just picture it, in an age when women are waking up to their power. A mother financially tormenting her only daughter. If you nail this story, think of the payoff!" Her hesitation crumbled to dust. A true journalist would never pass up a story with real value. Three days later, the announcement hit the video platform. Celebrated educational influencer Jessica Lowell was set to unveil a groundbreaking live documentary series titled, 'Cruel Mom Refuses $80 Allowance, Poor Daughter in Trouble.' My daughter, Evelyn Smith, and I had both signed on for the reality show, agreeing to let cameras follow us around the clock for a full week. No filters, no edits–just raw, unvarnished life.

The tearing pain from my wound kept me painfully awake. Nelson took the microphone again and announced the highlight of the night. "To show our sincerity, I've decided to donate one of the villas under Lilith's name to charity. And on top of that, more happy news. My eldest daughter, Alexis, will be officially engaged to Mr. Paul Schultz of Crownford Group…"

His voice was sharp, and she spilled the beans immediately. "Ms. Johnson wishes to take her daughter back to Sinoria, where she can be reunited with her husband and Tabitha's father." Timothy choked on his words. That was a lie, and anyone could've seen through it if he'd just picked Tabitha up from school once. Regret overwhelmed him, but that wasn't the point. He hung up and booked the first flight back to Sinoria. He needed to take Yvonne and Tabitha home. He would not be separated from them again.

However, she had no other choice because her daughter liked him. She said in a friendly tone, “Zivon, I am not disturbing your work, right? So, Jenna is recovering well now. She is fully conscious today, and she can hear us. The doctor said that someone that Jenna likes has to be accompanying her and talking to her. So I hope that you can come and accompany Jenna.” The tone of her voice was not a commanding tone where she was giving instructions to her son-in-law, but instead, it was a courteous discussion.

When they finished, her friend left, leaving her alone. Months passed and the big day arrived, Judith would give birth to her beautiful daughter. As luck would have it, she was not alone when her water broke, she was with her mother and her mother-in-law. They called the ambulance, who took her to the private clinic where she had her prenatal check-ups. They performed a cesarean section, delivering a beautiful baby girl they decided to name Jenna Black Carlson.

"That day. Yes, I was deeply unpleasant to you. I sent you off for agricultural work. If you want your revenge against me, I can understand that. But what had Jenny ever done to you?" "Jenny? Jenny...?" "She was in the line-up with you that day. She had a damaged ankle from a badly-fitting cuff. I gave Jenkins a bollocking for it. Jenny is my daughter." "But... your daughter's called Charlotte. Stuck-up little rich-bitch... Got it all..." "Try checking your facts if you want to claim the moral high ground. Jenny, who was standing beside you... one of you... Jenny. Is. My. Daughter." "I didn't recognise her. She looks nothing like..."

Jason cut off the secretary. " Her mother, Cynthia Jones is late sir." The secretary replied. " Do you have a picture of her mother?" Jason Inquired. Of Mira turned out to be the daughter of his aunt, didn't that mean that his aunt was no more? How would grandmother react to those news? He was sure everybody in the family would be devastated. " It's easy to find pictures of Cynthia Jones in the internet. Afterall, she was the CEO of Jones group while she was alive." The secretary commented, placing afew copies of pictures on Jason's desk.

Jennifer Zeller said as she put down her coffee cup. Jennifer was the eldest daughter of the Zellers and Cynthia's older sister. Zac, Cynthia's father, looked her up and down. "It's been almost two years, and you finally remembered to come home?" Cynthia stepped forward and said, "So you all noticed that I've been gone for almost two years. Not a single call, and no one came looking for me." Zac frowned. "Are you blaming us for not caring about you?" "Did you ever care about me?" Cynthia sneered. "I've never seen any of you care about me from the moment I was born. You probably wouldn't care if I died somewhere out there."