The Society's Pet Daughter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I'm pretty sure she wanted to plead with me to let her go play in the playground since I have given strict orders to Vivian not to let her step out of the suite. Diane stopped walking, and quickly swallowed her words when she saw someone else in the living area with me. Tia Patricia smile when her eyes connected with Diane. I could see she wanted to ask who the child was, but refrained herself. “Hello, sweetheart! Has anyone told you you look really beautiful?” Tia Patricia asked, smiling warmly at my daughter, who returned the smile with a blush. “Thank you ma'am. My Mom tells me all the time. You look very pretty too, doesn't she Mom? Diane asked, looking up at me.

She was the one who wanted me to be the thief more than anyone. "Lock her up!" my father commanded. Two bodyguards grabbed my arms. I struggled against them. "Let me go! I am a daughter of this family! You have no right!" "A daughter?" Marco laughed mockingly. "A daughter who steals a sacred family heirloom? Do you even deserve that title?" Vincent added with a sneer, "Should have locked you up a long time ago. Would have saved the family a lot of embarrassment." As they dragged me toward the cell at the back of the estate, I saw the undisguised triumph in Carina's eyes.

Hence, I sent him my contact information directly. [Is this cat like a human?] [When she tried to nurse your daughter, she was actually trying to use another method to invade your daughter's body. Your daughter is the host body, and you're the main body. Essentially, you two are symbiotic. So, killing your daughter is the first step for her to complete the possession.] Marcus revealed so much information to me in just one minute. I knew I was in the right hands, so I quickly told him everything I knew.

They always complained that she was too much, so their work here is to tidy my home and the environment, prepare food and act as Owen's lab rat. The last part is the hardest. If the maids don't fulfill that part of their job, they are as good as fired. My daughter was seen as a rich, spoiled brat in the society, but they knew nothing about. They knew nothing about how she cried every night missing her mum.Sometimes she suffered from separation anxiety disorder, so I tried as much as possible to provide everything she wanted to make her happy. And the oblivious society dare call my daughter a brat. "Reece, baby." Vivian strutted in and leaned to give me a kiss.

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.

And when I become his friend, I'm protected by his umbrella, if you know what I mean. Pearl is a wealthy young lady whose parents forced her to attend Public High School due to her stubbornness. She's the obnoxious daughter of our town's Governor. She transferred in the middle of the school year, and no one wants to befriend her because she bitches everyone who comes near her.

I stare at my dad in worry. I feel like he is setting me up for a lynching. Everyone gasps and gazes at him in shock and rage. I really want to walk back to my guest room and miss this explosion. “Rydon! What do you think you are doing?!” the mother scolds him “I am merely giving my eldest daughter a place beside me, why should she sit at the very end like a rogue stranger?” she stands up. “She is rogue filth! What is her pack? She is nothing to us! Filthy half-bred bastard mongrel that you found in the woods and took in because her mother was murdered in the mountains.”

"Haven't you seen what your disgusting daughter is doing? She's brazenly and unknowingly having an affair with a man who is her sister's fiancée like a cheap bitch!" "Emberly Agriche, even though you don't have my blood, I already consider you as my daughter, just like Victoria, and give you the same things as her. What else am I not giving you, huh?! It's not enough to lack empathy, but you also tarnish the Agriche name! Where are your brains now?!" Petter yelled and pointed at both of them. Rosalee didn't dare look at him, let alone reply to Petter's words. At least she understood her wrong position.

I'd give it to her really, I mean what other way could she have buried her shitty past if not rebranding her image into a benevolent high society mafia wife. I could bet she currently had a charity foundation in the works. We finally get to where Manuel and his other criminal friends were seated and my mother repeated the sickeningly sweet introduction she had been doing. “Manuel, Cellie is here.” She smiled at her husband then faced the others. “Gentlemen, this is my daughter Cellie.” I forced a meek smile on my face as the men appraised me. It made sick how their eyes roved up and down my body.