The Drifter's Memoir of a Second Life
"Mr. Grant, don't you think you're flattering yourself? Revenge against you? Who do you think you are?
"If anything, I should thank you for being so determined in stopping your parents from taking me back. Otherwise, Carl Simpson wouldn't have adopted me as his granddaughter, nor would I gain my present accomplishments… So why would I hate you at all?"
My words were indifferent, but also knives that cut deep into Harry's heart.
Still, his eyes soon lit up, and he laughed as if he had won. "Carl Simpson?! Bullshit! Did you think that changing your last name to Simpson makes you related to Carl?! Dream on! Someone like you won't even make it through their front door!"