Chapter 14: Chapter 14: You stole my dad from me when I was little

Daisy Ginger stood quietly at the door, listening to Abigail Perry comforting Emily Ginger on the other side.

Although Emily Ginger is a naive sweetheart, she has a good mother after all. Over the years, everything from food and clothing, and even finding a boyfriend, has been carefully planned by Abigail Perry.

After all, they are family.

Daisy Ginger listened for a while, her mind calming down, losing interest to continue listening.

She handed the hangover tea in her hand to the servant behind her and said, "I’m going to the study, don’t come over."

Her voice seemed to disturb the two people talking in the bedroom inside. The two voices simultaneously fell silent, Daisy Ginger’s expression was cold and indifferent. She paid no attention and strode towards the study.

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alcohol, or maybe it was Edward Stephens’ words, or perhaps the content of Abigail Perry and Emily Ginger’s conversation in the room tonight. Daisy Ginger processed a report for a

the desk, rested

Abigail Perry meticulously planning for her and comforting her gently, a ripple of

mother... she surely could now be lying in her arms, acting spoiled, couldn’t

he liked another woman. She could vent all her resentment and dissatisfaction to the person closest

that person would

the dead

and was about to go to sleep when she suddenly heard a gentle knock at the

using a hair dryer to dry her hair. Hearing the

the person at the door, she was slightly surprised, gently raising

a white princess nightdress, her long curly hair like seaweed, fluffy on her

the door elegantly, turned off the hairdryer, looking down at her.

to you," Emily Ginger mustered up courage and spoke, her eyes meeting Daisy’s with a hint

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