"Since I'm so worthless in all your eyes, I might as well just leave,"
Mara sobbed, grabbing her suitcase and heading for the door.
Lacey grabbed her arm, refusing to let go.
She glared at her two sons. "Apologize to your sister right now."
Damon ignored her entirely, but Ethan spoke up.
"Apologize? For telling the truth? We didn't hurt her. Why should we apologize?
I don't get it. When Mira left, you didn't hold onto her like this.
Is there some hidden secret here? Or is Mira not actually your biological daughter?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Adrian roared as he approached, having just changed his clothes.
"I was just making a casual comment. Why are you so defensive? Is there actually a secret?"
Damon finally looked up from his laptop, staring at his parents with genuine curiosity.
"Wait a minute. They both have the rare Rh-negative blood type, and they both look like Dad. They have to be biological, right?"
"Then why are you so incredibly biased?"
Damon pondered for a moment. "Is it possible that Mira is Dad's illegitimate daughter?
That has to be it. That would explain the extreme favoritism perfectly."
"Keep spouting that nonsense, and I'll beat you to a pulp."
Adrian lunged forward. Damon hastily grabbed his laptop and dodged.
Lacey, however, froze in place.
Was she really that biased? Wasn't it just that her heart ached for the years Mara spent wandering outside, and she wanted to make up for it?
Adrian's voice snapped her out of it as he laid down the law. "You are not going. It's an unfamiliar city. What business do you have there?"
"Waaaah..."
Mara wailed loudly.
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