The Mistress's Daughter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself up from the ground, but before I could regain my balance, a woman next to me landed a punch, sending me sprawling back down. She raised her phone, shoving the screen close to my face, her voice dripping with mockery. "Look, everyone. This is what happens to mistresses!" The screen was flooded with fast-scrolling comments, and yet I caught glimpses of the vile insults directed at me. They said I deserved to lose my child. They lamented missing the moment when the fake heiress had caused my child's death. They added that I, a mistress like me, should rot in hell with my baby, for it was important to eliminate the problem at its source.

Amara asked innocently, as she look to Nerissa and then back to Isabella. "Baby, I told you what kind of woman she is. She's just lying. She just want to hurt us all." Isabella's fist clenched, she can't accept anymore everything that Nerissa saying and doing just to make her daughter away from her. "Stop telling her your lies, Nerissa! You know that I am really her real mother!" Dalia and Rose heard that there's a commotion happening, so they quickly rushed towards the entrance of the mansion nervously, and there eyes widened with the scene they witnessed.

The student union had also organized a demonstration for justice just outside the police station. Marissa slapped her hand on the table. "How shameless could the Moore family be! How dare an insignificant mistress' daughter do that? What does she take the Richards family for? Does she think that the hallways of Richards Manor are for anyone to walk all over? Even if she was the legitimate daughter of the Moore family, her status would still be subject to consideration, what more that she was the daughter of a mistress."

"I need to try this out!" "Ruth, didn't you hear what I just asked you? We can't buy these—" Christine said but then bit down on her tongue as she remembered whose daughter Ruth was. Ruth Davies was the daughter of one of the richest men in the city, Richard Davies of the R & D Enterprise. She could afford whatever she wanted. But not Christine. "Ruth, I can't buy these." Ruth turned a cold stare at her and said, "and who said you are the one paying?"

I was supposed to be offended by that but somehow I find it cute seeing her do that. It reminded me of our dating days, she was always so cute when she was angry. “I came here to ask how we are going to do this? And are you serious about me being your mistress?” She asks, saying the last part in a serious tone. “It was just to spike you, trust me, though I do want to do naughty things with you but we are going to keep it professional like you said. This is a deal between us, you warm my bed for a year to pay back what you owe.”

He pointed at them. The brothers only stared at each other, not listening to him. They returned inside as Phantom waited for the proper moment. He never wants them to injure his mother or Savvy baby again. The mistress appears to be insane and out of her mind. They are well aware that they will rot in prison. The mistress even laughed at her daughter as if she were insane. It has come to a halt due to fear. She leveled her rifle at the two women as Phantom gritted his teeth.

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

The Madam spoke, snickering within herself as she gazed over at Crystal who adverted her gaze. In Crystal’s eyes, those tricks that she knows of are not as superior as her own tricks. The Madam probably used her so called ‘tricks’ to seduce someone else’s husband, rather, the first son’s mother. It gives her the eerie vibes that this woman must’ve been a mistress who married the man when the first wife passed away and the firstborn son casted away to the open world.

“Excuse you?” “I’m willing to overlook everything you've done and we can call it even, as long as you introduce me to your patron. Foster a relationship and then,” His gaze slid over her meaningfully. “Even if you’re not the Sterling's legitimate daughter… I wouldn’t mind keeping you as a mistress. After all, you did a good job warming my bed in the past, now–” Before he finished, the sound of the slap echoed sharply through the boutique as Mirena struck him across the face without the slightest hesitation, her palm burning as his head snapped to the side.

“Young mistress!” I heard a female voice scream. My eyes widened as I turned my gaze. A young girl dressed in a purple gown, with her hair packed into a ponytail. Her face was round and fair. I have never seen her. And what did she call me? Young mistress? Sharp pain struck my head, like a splitting force that could wreck my cranium apart. I remember …. Rogues ….arrows … My daughter slipped from one of the rogues, and then someone called me… Young mistress.