All Chapters of Secretary’s Lies, Father’s Wrath: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

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

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

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

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