384 We Are Useless Tools
Chapter 384 We Are Useless Tools
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If Vance hadn’t seen it with his own eyes today, he would never have believed that Cassia was the legendary player.
Besides, she lied all the time. Who would believe anything she said?
At least, he didn’t.
But the truth was right in front of him.
“It must be hard, raising Sterling all by yourself out there,” Vance said.
“What are you trying to say?” Cassia asked. Her impatience was clear on her face.
“Sigh!” Vance let out a long sigh.
At this moment, regret twisted deep inside him.
If he had known earlier that his daughter was this gifted at chess, he would have treated her like a treasure.
still a Woods; I’ll be a good father from now on.” “Come home,” Vance said, lowering his voice. “You‘ Vance glanced around. He noticed the looks Henry and Randy were giving him. His face tightened as he finally looked straight at Cassia.
“A good father?” Cassia crossed her arms. A faint smile curved her lips, calm but full of mockery.
“You want me back now because you know I’m the legendary player? Because I’m useful? If you never found out, what then? Would you still treat me like your daughter? Would it be fine to lock me up, sell me off, and pretend I don’t exist?”
Her words burned. Vance’s face flushed red with shame.
Cassia was right. If she weren’t the legendary player, if she hadn’t helped his company or known powerful people, he would have wanted her gone from the legal residence as soon as possible. He wouldn’t have cared what happened to her at all. ·
Before Vance could think of a reply, Cassia continued. “You don’t have to care about me. I didn’t grow up with you for eighteen years. We’re distant. That’s normal.” Her voice hardened. “But Danica is different. She’s your real daughter, the one you raised by your side. Your precious youngest daughter. She has depression now, and what was the first thing you did? You locked her in her room. For all this time, the only people who checked on her were Mom and Victoria. You never even looked at her.”
“I–I did get doctors,” Vance argued weakly. “And I was busy with the work. The doctor said depression can heal on its own.” Even as he spoke, he knew how empty it sounded.
“If Mom hadn’t watched her every day,” Cassia said coldly, “she would have taken her life by now.”
From her daily WhatsApp messages with Geneva, Cassia knew the truth. Danica had stared at kitchen knives and other sharp objects more than once, her expression frighteningly blank.
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Lussia gave a short bitter laugh. “Before she got sick. Danica ranked in the top hundred at school. She even joined competitions sometimes, just to make you look good.”
She looked at him and asked, one word at a time, “Was it because she got depression and became useless. and a burden? So you stopped looking at her, just like you never looked at me?”
Vance’s face turned pale.
“I see it clearly now,” Cassia said. “You care more about pride and profit than family. To you, family members are tools. If a tool is useless, you throw it away.”
Her words landed hard, each one cutting deep. Vance’s face shifted rapidly with shock and anger.
To him, this kind of thinking was normal. Talented and useful people deserved praise–like Brie.
As for those with no talent and who embarrassed him, they were a waste of food. And Danica’s depression was serious. Too serious.
“I’ll make you regret this,” Cassia said.
That was all. She walked away after this.
After she left, Vance stood there for a long time before he came back to himself.
Under the strange looks from Henry, Randy, and the guests at Easthedge House, he wished he could disappear into the floor.
He had come here to relax. Now, he had no mood left for that at all.
With his head lowered, he left in disgrace.
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