The Daughter They Overlooked Novels & Stories

I wasn’t sure anyone could hear them go at it but it was only a matter of time before someone hears them and put it up on the net. Our plans and the reason we were here would go up in flames. “You dared to touch my daughter?” My father’s voice interrupted my frantic thoughts. What? I thought to myself, pressing my ear right back against the door. “And she touched me right back and you know why? Because she is starved of attention. You put her out there in the spotlight but under your shadow. It is not my fault she is breaking free and I am teaching her how to” I heard a snap and a groan showing that someone had thrown hands.

LANDONS P.O.V We searched until the early hours of the morning, there wasn't a single sighting of them or any clue as to where they had disappeared to. Alpha Nico was furious, barely able to control Cyrus. Not only was his daughter still unconscious but the very people trying to take her down were living right under his nose, a part of his army and guards. He blamed himself and truthfully I was glad he did! He should never have allowed the newcomers to be merged into the pack so easily, he was blindsided by their stories of devastation and war and now we were paying the price.

She knelt in front of the lady and started telling her story. "My lady, I'm the eldest daughter of my family. My father is a farmer. He took a loan once because our crops were destroyed due to drought. But he couldn't pay off the debt on time because our crops were unsuccessful again and again. Therefore according to the law, our debtor came to take our family members as slaves." Zhu Li continued. The lady was listening attentively.

Even during their daughter's schooling, never once did they as parents attend their child's event, even though his daughter has begged, they still ignore it. In the past, they were too blinded by wealth when they reached the pinnacle of success so they ignore the existence of their daughter. Oh, God... Forgive them as parents for not being able to take good care of their daughter. "I didn't mean to make you sad," said Reya honestly, reassuring all of them who looked like they felt guilty when they heard her heart's phrase. "I'm asking because I'm curious, since the moment I remember everything I've been so engrossed in grudges that I don't think about other people," she whispered sadly, reme

The actual daughter of the Lane family turned out to be Mia instead of Maya. Dana was left with nothing now. She loathed the fact that Mia was the real daughter of the Lanes instead of her. They were both orphans from the same orphanage, but why did fate favor Mia? She studied and worked diligently, but she was miles away from her dream life. If Dana couldn't get what she wanted, then others didn't deserve what they had as well. She spun around and dwindled into the darkness. Mia, who was seated below the stage, glanced over at the spot she found Dana earlier. A shiver raced up her spine. She couldn't help but sneeze, suddenly having a hunch that something bad was about to happen.

“I was the real daughter! Not her… not her...!” The sound of her wailing grew distant as the guards escorted Gerard and Almay out, the metal door slamming shut behind them like the final judgment of a cruel past. Almay, shaken, could not stop trembling. Gerard’s lips were pale. For the first time in decades, both felt the burden of their karma, and the weight of the daughter they had molded. Outside the hospital, paparazzi lights flashed. But inside, Aretha’s world continued to collapse.

“I don’t want this to get uglier than it already is. I’ve said everything clearly. Why do you keep asking the same question?” Her words carried open impatience, and she didn’t even bother looking at him. Watching their daughter like this, Charles and Michelle felt a deep ache inside. It was their own failure—if they had been more capable, built the company bigger and stronger, they wouldn’t be forced to bow their heads to anyone. And compared to before, their daughter had truly become braver. Neither of them had expected that. “Yvonne… you’ve suffered enough,” Michelle whispered. She gently placed her hand over her daughter’s, giving it a soft pat.

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

“I’ve been a fool.” “Do you honestly think that punishing one person will be enough for everything this entire realm put my daughter through?” Before I could answer, Miranda glances on her left. “What do you think? Is that enough? Or do you want more?” I could hear the council’s hearts pounding hard and fast knowing that our fate lies in a single person’s hands. The girl we misunderstood. The girl we have neglected for a very long time. The girl we broke. Dahlia.

“These people can’t be serious. We’re already doing them a massive favor by marrying into their dying bloodline.” I couldn’t help but glance at Nicklai, my heart clenching and my skin burning with white-hot rage. “That’s enough,” Papa muttered, though his voice had completely lost its weight. “No, it’s not,” Nicklai continued, ignoring him entirely. “Your daughter goes missing on the day of the alliance, and now we’re all standing here looking like fools. Like amateurs. Is this what the Morozovs have become?” I kept my chin up, refusing to meet his eyes, but the sting of humiliation crawled under my skin all the same.