The Real Daughter Came Back To Chill And Kill นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he immediately knelt infront of her. Yin Yue calmed down. "I am the daughter of General Jiang Lin.Merely taking their lives is not enough for me.I want them to suffer ,I want them to have the taste of betrayal,I want to disclose their conspiracy to the world and I want to restore my father's and my family's honor"she said with determination. Wang Wei was really surprised for a moment .Yesterday,she was a little girl,frozen with fear and shock but today she is issuing orders as if she is a general in army.

Then she reached to a guard at her side, drew his gun in one smooth motion, and jammed the barrel against my father’s throat. “Roland DeLuca,” she said, each word clipped and sharp, “I carried my daughter for ten months. I found her again, and on her first day home, your sons nearly killed her.” “If Yvette dies tonight, I’ll bury this whole family with her.” Kane had come down by then, Sofia at his side. The look on his face finally changed. “Mom, are you out of your mind?” he snapped. “You’re pulling a gun on us over some girl you barely know?”

" Your words suggest that there is someone behind the whole setup and when I think about questioning it my pain increases due to nervousness and tension and I can't hide it. "I am your daughter!' I cry out, feeling the liquid wet my legs. "Yes, and that's why you're going to keep your mouth shut." Say, impersonal. My vision blurs and I feel my temperature drop, leaving my hands sweaty and cold. "What's wrong with you?" Dad asks, looking fatherly for the first time. "I am not feeling well." Is all I can say before I hit the ground, feeling my consciousness slip away and all I hear before passing out is Peter's voice screaming in alarm.

Why doesn’t it sound true then? “you need to remember the reason you sought them out. the reason you killed that brooding boy’s family for. You killed the mother and two sisters in cold blood just so you can get in their lives. That’s who you are, daughter. You came here for a reason.” She knows everything, there is nothing to hide from her. but hearing her remind me of all that I have done, makes me realize that I don’t stand a chance with the boys anyway because the second they know what I have done, I am dead. So why not go on with my old ways?

[FLASHBACK] "Please have mercy on me," his wife begged him not to kill them but he Pulled the ripples on his wife's head. "Hannah! You bastard, I will kill you,!" he said trying to get off the rope on his hand. "Mommy, !" Mommy, !" her daughter suddenly came and hugged her mom's dead body while crying. "You're a bad guy Why did you kill my mom,!" his daughter said while punching the toes of the guy and running towards him. "Daddy,! They are so bad, they have killed my mom, !" her daughter cried and hugged his neck, he hold back the emotion on his face while looking at his wife. "Now keep this on your mind I'm not an ordinary man," he said before leaving them.

If she could do it then, she could just as easily use the same dirty tricks to get rid of me now. If one attempt failed, there would be a second and a third. Now that I’d secured my position at Heights Corp, holding onto its most vital secrets, it was time to settle the score for the hatred that had burned inside me for seven long years. Since returning to this city, I hadn’t stopped searching for Georgina, the housekeeper who had worked for my father’s family all those years ago. My father had told me that after Xavier’s death, Mary had immediately dismissed her.

I begged, tears streaming down my face, "Mom, please listen to me! It's not like that; why won't you just hear me out—" Before I could finish, a series of slaps left me dazed, stars dancing in my vision. As she paused to catch her breath, her voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "How did I end up with such a shameless daughter? You're the third wheel, and you're accusing her of being the other woman! Get out of my face! I don't have a daughter as pathetic as you!"

"I have… A daughter?" "That's right," I confirm. "I'm Ayla, your daughter. I came to find you to bring you back." Growing quiet, I wait as he processes what I'm saying. "Can't," he says slowly. "It's too late." Too late? What did that even mean? "It isn't too late," I counter, dropping down beside his cell. "You just need to take my hand and we..." "No," he hisses. "I can't go back. That body isn't mine anymore. Please, kill me! If you're my daughter, do me a justice and free me! Please!"

"Welcome back, sister. We've been waiting for you to wake up." Here, in this family with no shared blood, I felt a warmth I hadn't known in years. I slowly sat up, feeling the strength returning to my body. "Mom," my voice was calm and firm, "from this day forward, Alessia Moretti is dead." "I am your daughter." The moment the words left my lips, I felt a sense of release I had never known. The girl who humbled herself for her family, the woman tormented by poison, the daughter wronged by her loved ones. She was dead.

" His grip was brutal, my wrist aching under the pressure. Lyra pushed herself up from the floor. Instead of crying, she dashed into the storage room. When she came back out, she was holding a dagger left behind by my father, Cecil Conall. It was a hunting dagger inlaid with obsidian, its blade edged with a faint, silvery glow. Lyra raised the weapon that was far too heavy for her with trembling hands. Yet, her gaze was steady and filled with a cold, murderous intent that didn't belong to a pup her age. "Dad, let go of Mom." Kael froze. "Lyra, put the dagger down," I said.