The people who originally accused me of school bullying quickly became weak and dared not even say a word. They could only swallow their saliva quietly.
Only one bystander could not help but whisper, “Looking at her arms and legs, it doesn’t look like a normal person.”
Kelly was under the stone, closed her eyes and fainted.
The remaining group of people stammered and said under pressure if Kelly said that I filled her drawer with garbage and secretly spread rumors in the school.
She said that I, the so-called adopted daughter, was going to steal her identity.
I was so stunned to hear that.
I was the real daughter among the real and fake daughters, but my family announced to the public that I was an adopted daughter in order to take care of Kelly's feelings.
As soon as I got home, Kelly made a big fuss and even secretly said that I came back at that time to snatch her fiance, Raymond Truman.
After all, unlike the characters in other novels who were found, I went to the door with the paternity test report.
But I thought differently from her. What I wanted to snatch was not Raymond, but the share of the family property that I deserved.