Adopted to Biological? Keep Your Golden Child Scapegoat Out novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The next few days, my phone wouldn’t stop ringing. All calls from Mom and Dad.

I switched it to silent and shoved it in a drawer.

I didn’t want to hear their apologies-it was too late.

I didn’t need them anymore.

Vivian updated me on their situation every day:

“Your mom was crying outside the studio this morning. She was holding old photos of you from when you were little. Your dad came too, leaning on a cane. He looks so much older.”

I just nodded and told her to keep them outside.

Don’t let them in. Don’t let them disrupt my work.

Friday night, I left the studio after working late. I’d just turned into the alley when I heard a familiar argument. It was Sienna and my parents.

“Why the hell are you apologizing to her?! Why are you giving her the house?! I’m your daughter!”

Sienna’s voice was shrill, laced with tears-like nails scraping across glass.

“She’s the one who pushed me down the stairs! She’s the one who wrote nasty things about me in her diary! Have you forgotten?! How can you take her side?!”

“She didn’t push you!” Dad’s voice was louder than I’d ever heard it-exhausted, furious. “You fell on your own! You admitted it yesterday!”

“You also lied to us about her changing your homework. About her stealing your necklace. How many more lies have you been hiding from us?!”

I stood hidden around the corner of the alley. I felt nothing. Just… irony.

After all these years, they finally knew the truth. But I didn’t care anymore.

“So what if I admitted it?!” Sienna screamed. “She stole my life for seven years! If it wasn’t for her, all your love would’ve been mine!”

“I wanted her to suffer! Changing her college application, driving her away-I made you do all of it!”

“Why are you blaming me now?! You’re the ones who spoiled me! You’re the ones who said you’d always love me!”

Mom’s sobbing drifted over, muffled and broken.

Chapter 9

“Sienna, how can you say that… We thought you were just sensitive. We didn’t know you could be so cruel… All these years, Scarlett suffered so much, and we had no idea…”

“Suffered? What does she have to suffer about?” Sienna laughed coldly. “She lived in the old house? I was kidnapped by

traffickers! I went through way worse than she ever did! You owe me!”

Dad let out a heavy sigh. His voice was hoarse.

“We were wrong. Wrong to favor you all this time. Wrong not to believe Scarlett… We failed her.”

I didn’t stay to hear the rest.

I turned around and went back to my apartment. I pulled out the disownment agreement I had prepared long ago.

I’d spent a long time writing this agreement. It stated clearly:

*From this day forward, I, Scarlett Jones, sever all familial ties with Robert Jones, Eleanor Jones, and Sienna Jones. We will not interfere in each other’s lives. I assume no obligation to support or care for them, nor do I have any claim to the Jones family

estate.*

The next day, I had my lawyer deliver the agreement to Dad’s office.

When the lawyer came back, he told me:

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