"I am the daughter of the richest man. Who the hell are you? Are you worthy enough to compete with me?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned fierce and she ordered her girlfriends behind her,
"Strip this bitch naked. I want to see if she can make her body look like mine."
Upon hearing that, several girls immediately rushed over and violently tore my clothes off.
I tried my best to protect my clothes while shouting,
"Stop. I am Alan Smith's biological daughter!"
Hearing what I said, they stopped immediately.
Vita stood aside, and her expression became very strange. She squinted at me,
"You said you are my father's biological daughter?"
I replied seriously, "Yes. You are just a substitute he found. If he knew that you hurt me like this, he would never let you go."
I told Vita the truth, thinking that she would stop.
Unexpectedly, they all burst into laughter almost at the same moment.
"This bitch, is she crazy about wanting to be a rich girl?"
"Vita is the most beloved daughter of Mr. Smith. You are just relying on the fact that you look a bit like her. How dare you say that Vita is your substitute?"
"How can you, a plastic surgery girl who sneaked in the villa, have the nerve to say such things?"