Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend novel Chapter 164

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I should be happy, but how can I be? I am barely twelve and have been forced into this new life of mine. No, that is wrong, this isn’t my life, it is theirs. 

They have the right to use me however they wish, apparently, though I am not good enough for my parents, and I cost too much. 

Even doing all the chores around the house and working every day. All the money I earn goes to them. I guess I don’t earn the money. They earn it from renting me out. 

I listen to their words, my ear pressed against the door, but it simply mumbles. My parents warned me a week ago, that they can’t afford to keep me, even with me working and giving them every penny. Not that I have a choice however when it goes straight to their bank. 

“Ten thousand.” 

That I heard, is that really how little they see my worth? I hear them agree, moving I step back and sit on the small mattress. I want to say this will be good. Maybe this woman will be nice, won’t use me like my parents did? Then again, they will want me to earn back that ten thousand, and more to cover the expense of me living with them. 

I watch as the door opens, my eyes instantly meeting my father’s. I plead with him not to make me go, but it is futile. They had me for the money, they knew the lack of laws, and rules meant they could. Only it turned out that people around here mostly had their own children some were allowed to be children, and others were used as servants. Like 

1. me. 

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It made me getting work hard. 

My mum places the paper down. 

“Sign.” I look at her and my father. “Miranda just sign the damn paper! Right now. In a few years, you can come home. I promise.” Nodding I do as I am told.. 

“Miranda.” The woman looks at me and I nod. “I’m Mrs. Jones. Grab 

your bag we need to leave.” With no more words, she turns and walks out. Picking up the bag I walk to my parents. Waiting and hoping one of them will change their minds, my mother is already counting out the money she made selling me. 

I look at my daddy. Even with the horrible life, every now and then he made me laugh, picked me up and was a father. Tears brimmed my eyes but he didn’t even flinch. I stepped past them. Hoping one would say goodbye, love you or anything. 

Instead, silence followed behind me as I slowly walked out of the house. They didn’t say wait, stop or goodbye. They didn’t even wave as I sat in the car and we left. 

It was like I was nothing more than an object that they had wasted 

money on. 

“You will be staying with me. There are eight other girls and four boys.” Mrs. Jones states. “Your name is not Miranda, for now, you will be known as Mutt. You’re new, and haven’t earned the right to your name.” 

I stare at her shocked. Opening my mouth to protest her hand covers it. 

“Argue and you will not be fed tonight.” She removes her hand and faces forward again. “Everyone has their own jobs. I was doing your 

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family a favour by buying you. No education, no experience. You have nothing.” 

I listen to her words. 

“Some of the girls have jobs, some help around the house, but the plan is you replace them so they can work more.” 

I stay silent. 

“Do you understand?” 

I nod, and she looks annoyed. 

“Speak, I at least know you know how to do that, or so I hope!” 

“Yes.” My voice is weak and broken. 

“Yes, what?” She sits waiting. I look at her confused. Does she want a 

full sentence? 

“Yes. I understand.” I watch the horror on her face. She moves too quickly for me to notice, or react, but the sting of her hand across my face has me screaming. 

“You say. Yes, Mrs Jones.” Clearly, your parents forgot to teach you 

manners!” 

“Yes, Mrs Jones.” My voice shakes as I cradle my check in my hand, forcing the tears away. I watch the car stop and we get out. 

Walking into the house I am in awe. It is huge and beautiful. Not like my parents. they have a one–bedroom flat, where I would sleep in the cupboard. 

“Here!” I hear Mrs Jones call out, everyone appearing. My eyes flutter 

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across them. They look happy, how can they look so happy? 

“Meet the new Mutt, hopefully, she lasts longer than the last one. You all know the rules. Stay out of her business. Don’t get involved. Anyone caught sneaking her food, clothes or anything will go down a rank.” Mrs. Jones pushes me forward. 

“Elaine, make sure she knows her schedule, she also needs lesson times.” I watch as Mrs. Jones walks away, Elaine looking at me as everyone disappears. 

“How old are you Mutt?”