âConscience? What is conscience? Tell me!â, Breenda had a strong temper and spoke bluntly, âA person with a conscience would never do such a thing!â.
Declan was angry, but he couldnât refute her. He couldnât find words to refute her.
âYou are Daddyâs daughter; you have an obligation.â Declan could only find these words to refute after a long time.
Breenda sniggered, âWhat is my obligation; is it my obligation to protect someone who has no principles and no conscience?â
Mrs. Bailey slammed a hand on the table, âWatch how you talkâ¦itâs your father.â
Breenda turned to give her mother a look, âIs he my father? Has he ever shown me fatherly love? Has he ever treated me like a daughter? I have grown up so much without ever feeling parental love, let alone the warmth of family.â
Mrs. Bailey became tongue-tied. Indeed, since their eldest daughter had been born, they wanted to have a son a second time. However, another daughter was born again, so she was placed in foster care with her older brother.
It was easy to imagine that her life could not be good under someone elseâs roof.
âI donât have the capacity to handle this situation. If you are willing to admit that I am your daughter, then admit it. If you are not willing to do so, then act as if you did not give birth to me. In any case, you didnât raise me.â She turned and left.
As she headed for the door, she paused for a moment and turned to give a glance at her younger sisters who were sitting in the living room, âIf they want to deal with this, I wonât stop them. If you want to acknowledge me as your sister, do so. If you donât want to, I wonât complain. Call me as your sister when we meet and we will remain sisters. If you are unwilling, then we can just be strangers when we meet, and ignore each other.â
âBreendaâ¦â Eunice Bailey, the fifth daughter in the family, wanted to persuade her.
âIt is no longer necessary to say anything! Although we are from the same womb, and it is true that we are sisters, we cannot interfere with each otherâs personal thoughts and behaviors. Iâve already made it clear, if you canât stand the sight of me, just treat me like a stranger and treat me like we never met.â Breenda interrupted Eunice.
After speaking, she continued to walk away, her steps straight and determined.
At that moment, Maisy also stood up, âAlan is famous and known to everyone. Iâm not going to say much now. Heâs my father and Iâm not going to comment on what is right or wrong. Alan will definitely not meddle in this matter and I should leave if I canât be of much help.â
âMaisy, do you care about your father too?â Athena gave her a disappointed look.
Maisy said anxiously and hurriedly, âItâs not that I donât care, itâs that I canât take care of him. You tell me, how can I take care of this?â.
Athena had nothing to say. Everyone knew that Alan was famous in the circle.
After this incident, everyoneâs eyes were glued to these people related to the Bailey Family and paid attention to their every move. If there was the slightest mistake, they were going to be implicated and criticized.
Athena had nothing more to say. However, children raised at home by their own parents naturally had better feelings toward their parents than children raised outside.
She wanted to resolve this issue for fear that her father would go to jail.
âThese past few years, Alan and I have never been angry with each other. We donât have a son either, we just have a daughter. He loves and appreciates me and his daughter very much. I will not do anything to embarrass him. Mom, I ask you and all my sisters to please forgive me.â Maisy was absolutely clear. She was not going to let her husband get involved for her fatherâs sake.
âYou are shameless! You donât even care about Dadâs safety!â Declan yanked on the table angrily.
Several sisters couldnât help but give him a look.
âHow can you talk like that?â Daphne Bailey, the fourth daughter in the family, was very unhappy about this.
It didnât matter, they had all been born of the same parents and were siblings.
How could she curse her?
âMaisy has already made it clear why she canât intervene; how can you curse her? You are such a spoiled child, donât you even have any moral integrity?â Daphne was panting with rage and had already disliked Declan for some time. He was the only younger brother who didnât respect his sisters.
If it wasnât for her father, she wouldnât have been sitting here.
âAll of you stop fighting!â Mrs. Baileyâs chest was rising and falling rapidly in anger. Although, she knew her daughterâs reason, she still felt angry. However, thinking about Alanâs identity, she turned off her anger and spoke kindly to her daughter.
âMaisy! Alanâs identity should be a little helpfulâ¦â
Maisy interrupted her mother, âSurely youâve heard about Alanâs manner, it wonât interfere. It wonât do any good, even if I ask him to. If you want us to divorce, then Iâll go back to arguing with him. Iâll do whatever you say.â
Maisy deliberately left the decision in Mrs. Baileyâs hands.
As long as she cared about her daughter even a little in her heart, she wasnât going to let her family break up.
Mrs. Bailey had no words left to say.
With the exception of the eldest daughter and youngest son, she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother to the rest of the daughters. She merely gave birth to them, never showed them love and care.
âGo away, if you want to. You think we canât save him without you?â Declan couldnât see his mother embarrassed like that.
Maisy bowed a little to her mother and said toward her sisters who remained, âWhat I did may be wrong, but please forgive me.â
The sisters were very reasonable and replied, âCome back. We know it is hard for you. In fact, each of our families has its own difficulties. Itâs just that whatever happened, he is our father. We can have a thousand complaints about him, but we canât do without him completely. Weâll find a way, donât worry.â
When his sisters said this, it was implied that he did not care about his family.
However, she did not regret her decision.
She turned around and left the house with an indescribable feeling.
She hated what her father did, but as his daughter she was in no position to criticize him.
She drove home and recomposed her mood before entering the house. She didnât want to bring negative emotions home because of her father.
Alan had not yet arrived home from work. The only person present in the house was his daughter. Maisy asked, âHow come only you are here, where is Charles?â
âI donât know. He went out after he got an express package. I donât know where he went.â said Tiana. She wrote the last word of calligraphy, put down the pen and looked at Maisyâs face only to find that her complexion did not look good. She asked, âWhatâs the matter, Mom?â
Maisy shook her head hastily, âNothing. Iâm going to lie down in the bedroom for a while.â Quickly, she thought of another matter, âYou, when are you coming back to White City?â
He didnât want his daughter to stay here because he felt this place was not suitable for living.
Bad things were always happening here.
Tiana said, âWait, Charles still has some business to attend to. It will still be a few days before we can go back.â
Last time Charles went to see Matthew with the intention of cooperating with him, but Matthew had avoided him and had not met with him.
Even if he couldnât cooperate with Matthew, he couldnât just quit, otherwise people would treat him like a bully. So far, Tom had not been discharged. Although it was not life-threatening, but the injury was serious.
How could he not take revenge for his own?
He had not been idle these days. While he was sending people to investigate Declan, he took advantage of his relationship with Alan to connect some people with status.
He was going to find an opportunity to get revenge on Declan. Just then, however, he received an email.
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