Chapter 1 Daddy’s Illegitimate Daughter
“You little brat! I’m starving! Why haven’t you made me something to eat yet!”
At the sound of the shrill voice, Chloe Ace shuffled on her tiny legs, searching through the cabinets.
She timidly approached her mom “Mommy.. there’s no oat left…”
Alice Ace immediately slapped her across the face. “No dat? Then go buy some, you brat!”
Her ears rang from the slap, but her expression remained blank. “I don’t have any money.”
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Alice rolled her eyes, cigarette dangling from her mouth as she rummaged through her bright red, cheap leather purse. But her expression changed suddenly.
Frowning, she stared at the single dollar in her hand and tossed it at Chloe like it was trash. “Go buy it, you worthless bratt All day long, it’s about money! When will you start bringing money home to me?”
Chloe said nothing, just silently picked up the dollar and left.
After closing the door, her stomach growled loudly.
She quickly rubbed her belly to comfort herself. “Shh, don’t make noise!”
If her mom had oatmeal, she could at least drink the leftover
Hot natural tasted really good, Carefully, Chloe moved her little legs down the old, worn–out stairs.
From as early as she could remember, she knew her mom was bad. Her mom had gone to prison right after giving birth her, and Chloe had grown up in an orphanage, where the other kids called her “the bad person’s kid.”
Even so, she had always looked forward to meeting her mom.
When she turned four, she finally met her mother and recognized her instantly–because her mom was beautiful, just as Chloe had always dreamed.
But her mom was cruel, unlike the kind mothers she heard about. The moment Alice saw her, she called her “little brat” and angrily cursed as she took Chloe from the orphanage.
In the six months since they had been together, Chloe had learned all about her dad and the other woman.
Apparently, her dad lived a good life, married with three sons. She was his fourth child, but according to her mom, she was the lowest, not worthy of being compared to them.
Because she was worthless, she slept on the floor and ate whatever leftovers her mom didn’t finish. Her mom said it was only fair that she hit Chlor since Chloe looked exactly like her dad.
But Chloe didn’t blame her mom..
She hurried down the stairs, ran to the convenience store, bought the cheapest oats, and rushed back home.
If she took too long, her mom would hit her again.
She raced toward their apartment building, but suddenly saw her mom outside. Just as she was about to call out to her, she stopped herself.
Her mom was holding onto a greasy, middle–aged man, smiling sweetly. “Daniel, please. We’re really broke! We haven’t paid rent in days, and I’m starving!”
The middle–aged man laughed, pulling out his phone. He was just about to send money when an even larger woman stormed up behind him. “You freaking seductress, flirting with my husband again!”
Chloe stared, stunned, as the woman grabbed her mom’s hair tightly.
Her mom screamed horribly. Chloe wanted to help, but her mom had always told her she couldn’t approach whenever she
was with other men.
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Chapter 1 Daddy’s illegitimate Daughter
So Chloe could only watch helplessly as the two women fought, until her mom frantically bolted toward the street.
The woman chased after her, yelling. “Why are you running, you wench?”
Struggling with her oats, Chloe hurried after them, shouting, “Mommy! Mommy!”
Her mom didn’t look hack.
In her bright red dress, she dashed toward the road like a vivid flower. Suddenly–a car struck her.
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With the loud bang. Chloe’s eyes widened in shock, watching as her mom flew through the air and crashed onto the ground
“Thud
Instantly, chaos erupted around them.
People took out their phones, whispering; some cautiously stepped forward to look. Only the woman who chased her mom turned pale and dragged the greasy man away.
Chloe’s head buzzed loudly as she approached her mom, squatting beside her. “Mommy… are you okay?”
Her mom lay in a pool of blood, eyes wide and staring blankly at Chloe, her body twitching uncontrollably.
Chloe felt helpless, holding up the noodles. “I bought the oats. Let’s go home, okay? Let’s go eat, okay?”
Blood continuously spilled from the corner of her mom’s mouth, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something.
Chloe leaned closer, listening as her mom painfully whispered, “What about you… I left you behind what will you do…”
As soon as she finished speaking, the light in her eyes faded, and she became silent.
