After Mom passed, it was just me and Dad, depending on each other. I’ve always had poor health, and people used to taunt me, calling me a “sickly, doomed child.” He kneeled by my bedside, making a promise. “I swear, I’ll get you the best treatment, no matter what. You’ll never suffer again!” Eventually, he became a powerful CEO, going so far as to buy an entire private villa just so I could recover in peace. However, his assistant assumed I was his mistress. She came in with a group of security guards and surrounded me. “So, you’re the cripple who’s been seducing Mr. Johnson?” “Let’s see if you can still act high and mighty after I’m done with you!” She kicked over my wheelchair, yanked me by the hair, scratched up my face, and finally cut off my hand. Barely clinging to life, I lay there until Dad came back. She held up my severed hand, presenting it to him. “Mr. Johnson, this was a spy sent by a rival company. I took care of her for you.”
View MoreWhen I arrived, Dad had just sat down. He had been incredibly busy lately. I looked at the sudden streaks of gray in his hair, and a pang hit me. This was my dad—a good man.To be fair, ever since Mom passed, he never neglected me. Even during the hardest times at work, he always made time for me, no matter how difficult. He’s a wonderful dad who loved my mom and me. However, he was also just a man, and like any man, he couldn’t resist the allure of a younger woman like Marion. She looked just like my mom, but that shouldn’t have been enough to cloud his judgment.Without proper reason, he let Joanna go simply because of Marion's face. He was definitely getting older.“Hey, what brings you here?” He poured me a glass of water as usual, checking the temperature before setting it in front of me.“I heard the company’s really busy, so I thought I’d stop by and check in on you.”His gaze lingered on my face, then he quickly looked away. “Take care of yourself. Don’t worry to
Marion was on the verge of passing out from the pain, but when Dad pressed the knife a little harder, she screamed again.“Please! Spare me!” Her pleas echoed through the courtyard, sending chills down the spines of those who had sided with her.By the time the police arrived, Marion lay unconscious, her face streaked with blood. They entered, stunned to find a group of people kneeling around the yard. In the livestream, I’d only shown Marion and Anya, concealing the full scene. In reality, Marion’s bodyguards, who had originally come to support her, were here as well, subdued and kept in line by Dad, kneeling just like everyone else.“Quite a few people here. I’ll leave them to you,” I said, watching as the police began taking them away.Marion glared at me with a fury that could have burned through steel. “Winnie, I’ll kill you!” She screamed, writhing and struggling in the officers’ grasp. However, they easily overpowered her, forcing her to the ground.I smiled. I to
Marion shook her head, desperately trying to deny everything. “No, you have to listen to me. This is all made up by her! She’s just jealous I got the secretary position with Mr. Johnson and wants to see me fall!“Please, don’t believe any of this!” Marion pleaded, knowing that if she admitted guilt, her career in the industry would be over. She quickly redirected everything toward her friend.She crawled to my father’s feet. “Mr. Johnson, you have to believe me! I never had such intentions!“Everything I’ve done has been for the company’s sake. I was just worried you’d be drawn away from your responsibilities by someone like her!”Then, with a furious glance my way, she accused me directly. “I didn’t even know who she was! She set me up on purpose!”Marion put all the blame on me, trying to salvage her image in Dad’s heart.However, he wasn’t buying it. Facts were facts, and he wasn’t about to be manipulated. “Even now, you still have the nerve to throw all the blame on Winni
In the livestream, the taunting from viewers rolled in nonstop.[Well, well, well, this little vixen. Doesn’t that term suit her perfectly?][Did she think being a secretary meant something else? Talk about flattering herself.][Flies don’t buzz around an uncracked egg. That Mr. Johnson probably isn’t so innocent himself, or why would anyone get the wrong idea?]…The screen filled with comments as I watched them scroll by. I couldn’t help but smirk at the last one.“Marion, how do you still have the nerve to cry? When you and your friends cornered me back then, weren’t you laughing?”The security footage kept playing. When it reached the part where a woman said, “Our Marion here is going to be Mrs. Johnson one day! Who do you think you are?” Anya began to sweat, wishing she could disappear on the spot.“You two are best friends, aren’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be here. Why don’t you tell us how you usually talk about Mr. Johnson when no one’s listening?”Behind the scenes
I was not exactly known for my patience. Just because I’ve had to stay home all these years due to health issues doesn’t mean I was powerless.When I said they were all dead meat, I wasn’t bluffing. Today, everyone involved was going to feel the pain they put me through!A livestream titled “Confronting the Mistress” burst onto the scene. To make sure it reached a wide audience, I paid to promote it, and soon, it was trending at the top. Dad even had a link to the stream posted on the official Johnson Corporation social media account to show his support.One by one, curious viewers flooded the stream, chatting excitedly:[I love these kinds of confessions! Let’s see who’s getting exposed this time!][This setup looks pretty fancy. Is this some kind of rich family drama?][I can’t believe the Johnson Corporation account is promoting this! Insane!]Gossip was in human nature, and soon, the stream’s view count shot past ten thousand.Watching the numbers climb, I couldn’t help b
Marion shot me a quick, sharp glance, then forced a smile. “Nothing to worry about. Probably just the spy begging for mercy. Doesn’t matter.”Dad nodded and glanced at the people gathered in the yard. “You all can go now. And make sure the yard’s cleaned up before you leave.”It was a clear dismissal, but Marion wasn’t ready to give up. “Mr. Johnson, is there anything else? Let me stay with you.”“No need.”Dad’s reply was firm as he strode back into the house.He was looking for me.Soon enough, he returned outside. “Did any of you see anyone in the house?”Marion exchanged a quick look with the woman beside her. “No, Mr. Johnson. All we saw was this spy.”“Where is she?” His voice took on a dangerous edge.There was a flicker of fear in Marion’s eyes before pointing at me on the ground. “She’s right there.”I could feel Dad approaching.Today was the anniversary of Mom’s passing, so I’d dressed up, hoping that somehow she’d see I was doing okay. However, after all I’d ju
She waved a hand, signaling to begin, and an intense scream tore from my lips.The knife sliced through my skin with a sharp chill, and I felt the warmth of blood slide down my face, trailing along my cheek before dripping onto my clothes and the floor below. The thick, metallic scent of blood filled my nose.One cut, then another, and another… I lost track after a while.Rachel spoke up, her voice shaky. “Marion, aren’t we going too far? What if Mr. Johnson finds out?”“What are you talking about?” Anya snapped, smacking her on the head. “This is Marion! She’s Mr. Johnson’s most trusted person. Even if he knew, he’d never do anything to her.”Marion stood there, arms crossed, her chin raised defiantly. “I’m the only woman Mr. Johnson has ever really looked at. He even got rid of his old secretary for me. A little mistress like her? She’s nothing!”I could no longer pinpoint where the pain was coming from. Everything just throbbed together into one agonizing blur. I prayed Da
She grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me to look up at her. "You’ve got some nerve, don’t you? You know Mr. Johnson has me by his side, but you still come here to seduce him? You must have a death wish!"Behind her, a woman, Anya Mason, chimed in, "Exactly! Don’t you get it? Our Marion is going to be Mrs. Johnson one day. Who do you think you are?"The whole group glared at me like they were ready to tear me apart.So, Joanna had been right. This woman wasn’t just a secretary; she was out to win over my dad. Knowing it wouldn’t help to fight back right now, I swallowed my anger and tried to explain calmly, “I’m not Mr. Johnson’s mistress. I’m his daughter.”Marion let out a sharp laugh, as if I’d told a joke. “You expect me to believe that? You look way too much like me to be his daughter. Couldn’t even come up with a better lie?”The truth was that I looked just like my mom and could practically her double. Marion, on the other hand, only had a strong resemblance. Another
I had barely been discharged from the hospital when Mom’s anniversary approached. However, suddenly, Dad announced he’d be flying overseas for an important business deal. Seeing how downcast I looked, he patted my head."I’ll be back in two days. I promise.”Since Mom passed away, Dad had been constantly on the move, working hard to pay for my treatments. Over the years, he’d built a business empire worth billions, ensuring I had the best care possible. However, the more successful he became, the busier he got. Now, he might even miss Mom’s anniversary. I could only nod. Dad was so busy with work. I didn’t want him worrying about me, too.When the day arrived, I heard a loud commotion at the door."Mr. Johnson hasn’t been seen in two days. Let’s see which little vixen thinks she can steal his attention behind my back!”“Exactly! She needs a lesson. Let her see what happens when you mess with Mr. Johnson.”“Agreed. She should know who Mr. Johnson truly cares about!”Their
I had barely been discharged from the hospital when Mom’s anniversary approached. However, suddenly, Dad announced he’d be flying overseas for an important business deal. Seeing how downcast I looked, he patted my head."I’ll be back in two days. I promise.”Since Mom passed away, Dad had been constantly on the move, working hard to pay for my treatments. Over the years, he’d built a business empire worth billions, ensuring I had the best care possible. However, the more successful he became, the busier he got. Now, he might even miss Mom’s anniversary. I could only nod. Dad was so busy with work. I didn’t want him worrying about me, too.When the day arrived, I heard a loud commotion at the door."Mr. Johnson hasn’t been seen in two days. Let’s see which little vixen thinks she can steal his attention behind my back!”“Exactly! She needs a lesson. Let her see what happens when you mess with Mr. Johnson.”“Agreed. She should know who Mr. Johnson truly cares about!”Their...
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