Charlie never heard Charlie's side, and he repeatedly blamed Charlie by accusing her of lying. He scolded Charlie for being dishonest, blamed her for being prone to lying at such a young age, and called her a bad child. Talk about a double standard!

The only time Charlie lied was while waiting for her dad, who stood her up, and it cost her life.

But in Charles' eyes, Charlie was such a bad child.

Evelyn's eyes reddened with anger as she glared at Charles and coldly questioned, "Charles, isn't Charlie a kid too? Why did you always criticize her for lying?"

"How can Charlie even compare to Sandy!" The words that Charles blurted out chilled Evelyn to the bone.

This was his true feeling. In his heart, the daughter borne by his beloved was perfect in every way. Sandy was as flawless as Dahlia, while Charlie, like her mother, was deemed unworthy in every aspect.

Evelyn felt a deep pain. It felt like her heart was being torn apart, and yet she laughed, a laugh that didn't reach her eyes.

She just stared at Charles and said emphatically, "Sandy doesn't even come close to my girl!"

How could such a child, who lies so easily and knows how to frame others at such a young age, compare to her sweet and adorable Charlie?

Evelyn truly felt sorry for Charlie.

Her daughter loved her dad so much, but her dad only loved Sandy, Dahlia's child. He did not have a spot for her.

As a mother, Evelyn's heart ached until her eyes welled up with tears. She felt so sorry for her daughter. "You are the reason she..."

Just as Evelyn mentioned that Charlie had passed away, Dahlia suddenly grasped Charles' arm tightly. She stared at her swollen and reddened right hand, crying out in fear, "Charles, is my hand ruined? Will I never be able to draw again?" Charles' attention was immediately drawn to Dahlia, and he did not hear what Evelyn said next.

Dahlia's hand and soothed her gently, "I won't let anything happen to you. I'm taking

his arms and

sweet and clever, clung to

extremely cold tone,

Charles left with Dahlia.

ahead with the design

...

heading to the subway entrance when a motorcycle sped

and just stood there, watching the rider perform a beautiful drift and stop the bike right in front of

with his long legs and removed his helmet with one hand, revealing his

was playfully raised. "Hey, beautiful, hop

was Adam, her only friend

of, Adam rushed in recklessly, knocked the pedophile unconscious,

with Rosa, she saw Adam again. He was beaten bloody and barely breathing. Even then, he didn't disclose her hiding

you're looking particularly handsome right now?" Evelyn was

mean, I think? I am

but gestured him closer with her

head, turning it clockwise towards

hair was a complete mess, and he

didn't last

back on. This

couldn't help

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