Chapter 11 Go Find Your Real Daughter
The woman’s face twisted into a hysterical rage. “Davina” Don’t you dare forget who raised you all those years! You ungrateful brat! Now that you’re back with your birth family, do you think you can forget the people who brought you up?”
Davinas expression stayed calm. “You’re right. I’ve always been a little ungrateful. But your precious daughter Stella? She’s the queen of gratitude. But she”
“You A bitch like you thinks you’re in the same league as my real daughter? The woman’s face was full of smugness. “Look around–do you think your family prefers you over her? Even if you’re their real daughter, their money will always go to my! daughter.
There was a cold gleam in Davina’s eyes, but she smiled. “You’re right. Their assets will definitely end up in Stella’s hands. Which means their money becomes Stella’s money–and Stella’s money becomes your money, doesn’t it?”
The woman was momentarily thrown off by Davina’s words, clearly processing the thought.
“So if you’re looking for money. Im not your person. You should go find Stella. Actually, I just saw her shopping in the mall next door. If you hurry, you might catch her.”
The woman instantly switched gears, lifting her chin and glaring at Davina. “Well, of course! While you’re living in that house, you better take good care of Stella. Be useful for once. And if I find out you’re causing her trouble–1 swear I’ll deal with you myself
And with that, she huffed off toward the neighboring mall
Davina stood with her arms crossed, watching the woman run off. She smirked before she turned and walked away,
Percy, standing nearby, had a good guess who that woman was,
Sotharas Ms. Davina sfostermother. What a pieceofwork.
Andtalkingto Ms. Davinalikethat? Wheredidshefindthenerve
Percy had witnessed Davina making Jude call her “Daddy” and he’d also seen her slap the twins into stunned silence–all in one go.
To him, Davina had long since become a legend in her own right.
Her foster parents were the Palmers–a family obsessed with sons and dismissive of daughters. Her foster mom spoiled her biological son to no end, while her foster dad gambled away every cent he pt.
Davina grew up in that household as nothing more than a burden, constantly beaten and scolded.
It wasn’t until the Summers found her that she finally escaped that hell.
But even then, life with the Summers wasn’t much better. It was like jumping out of one fire and into another.
Stella, being the darling of the household, was never sent back to the Palmers.
Her brothers despised that family. They couldn’t stand the thought of Stella suffering, not even for a second. When Davina returned home for the first time.
Blair declared, “Stella is and always will be my sister. No one’s taking her place.”
Lewis added, “Td never let Stella go back to that filthy house.”
Cassia said, “If Stella goes back to her family, then I’m leaving this family too.”
And Ashen sneered, Those lowlifes don’t deserve to be Stella’s family.”
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Chapter 11 Go Find Your Real Daughter
They had all conveniently forgotten that their real sister had grown up in that very same household.
And somehow, it was Stella who was painted as the one who suffered.
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To keep the Palmers quiet, the Summers paid them off with a generous sum and told them never to come near Stella again.
After receiving the compensation, the Palmers promised never to disturb Stella ever again.
But Davina knew the Palmers far too well. That money was probably long gone–wasted on gambling by that sorry excuse of aman, Hector Palmer.
It was only a matter of time before they came crawling back to Stella for more
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Sure enough, Stella–looking visibly annoyed–was just about to get into her brother’s car when a voice shouted her name.
“Stella! My sweet baby girl!”
Stella’s face immediately looked like she’d just swallowed a cockroach.
She turned around to see a frumpy–looking woman jogging over, waving with exaggerated excitement. She was loud, tacky, and completely oblivious to the way people were staring.
Several bystanders turned to look.
Stella was mortified to find herself being embarrassed. She didn’t want anything to do with the woman. She didn’t even want to look at her.
The twins standing nearby looked equally uncomfortable when they saw the woman approaching.
“Stella, sweetie, my darling daughter!” Nydia Newman beamed with a fake smile and reached out, trying to hug her. Stella immediately took a step back, dodging her touch.
“What do you want? Stop calling me that!” She hissed, trying to keep her voice low.
Unfortunately, a few people nearby had already started whispering..
“Isn’t that Stella Summer? The Summers heiress? She’s always on magazine covers with her brothers–everyone calls her their princess!”
“Ugh, rich girls have it all! Why wasn’t I born into a family like that? It’s like one of those feel–good drama stories where everyone adores the main character.
“Who’s that middle–aged woman? How does she even know Ms. Summer?”
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