We Want Mommy Not You Daddy (Cedar) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Daisy’s POV

Sitting beside Auntie Rachel, I gently squeezed my own fingers

beneath the table.

My eyes gleamed with triumph.

This was the first time Auntie Rachel had publicly acknowledged me

as the future Sterling bride in front of so many people.

I knew it all these years of calculated effort and ingratiating myself

hadn’t been wasted.

Even if Ridley disliked me, with Auntie Rachel on my side, I would

eventually become the mistress of the Sterling household…

“I object.”

The man’s icy voice shattered my fantasy.

I looked up, unable to believe what I was hearing from Ridley.

This man exuded coldness from every pore–even among family, his

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frigidity never diminished.

I’d grown up alongside Ridley, with something akin to a childhood

sweetheart connection. I knew well that his coldness wasn’t just

external–his heart was frozen too.

No matter how hard I tried, I could never warm it.

My only option was to get close to Auntie Rachel and use Aria as

leverage to secure my position in the Sterling family.

I wanted to marry him so desperately. No matter how cold he was, I

couldn’t give up.

“Auntie Rachel, please don’t joke like that,” I took a deep breath,

forcing a smile. “The Black family went bankrupt a decade ago. We’re

nothing like we used to be. I’m no longer that Miss Black from years

ago. How could I possibly be worthy of becoming the Sterling family’s

mistress?”

“At least you have some self–awareness.”

Ridley’s cold response cut me to the core.

What was meant as a humble statement became a devastating

judgment from Ridley, leaving me no room for defense.

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Is this truly how little he thinks of me?

I’ve cared for Aria for three whole years. Couldn’t he show me even a

hint of warmth?

“Ridley, how can you speak to her that way?” Auntie Rachel threw

down her fork in displeasure.

Ridley’s expression remained impassive. “After the Black family’s bankruptcy, the Sterling family took Miss Black in–that was already charitable enough. The minimal connection between our families hardly warrants me sacrificing myself in marriage.”

Tears welled in my eyes, threatening to spill over.

I’m considered quite beautiful, and sitting there at the dinner table looking so wounded, with tears clinging to my eyelashes, I knew I

presented a heartbreaking sight.

Auntie Rachel sighed deeply. “If you don’t like Daisy, that’s fine. But your marriage must be addressed soon. Think about it carefully.”

I raised my hand, delicately wiping away the tears that had escaped.

I bit my lip hard, swallowing all the humiliation and grievance.

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Years ago, when I was still the Black family’s princess, I never

imagined I would one day be so utterly humiliated…

Ten years back, I truly believed Irene would marry into the Sterling

family and become Ridley’s wife.

Irene was so beautiful, so kind–hearted–like an angel untouched by

worldly concerns. I never envied her.

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Though I also admired Ridley, if the man I loved belonged to an angel

like Irene, I would have offered my sincere blessings.

But Cedar Wright? What right did she have?

Irene was gone, so Ridley should belong to me, Daisy Black!

By what right did this mysterious nobody Cedar swoop in and take

what wasn’t hers?

These thoughts fueled my anger further.

But in this moment, how could I possibly show my rage?

My eyes hardened as I turned to the silently sitting Aria beside me,

whose presence had been almost unnoticeable.

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“Aria, didn’t you have something to tell your grandmother?” I

managed a smile, gently nudging Aria’s shoulder.

Aria looked up bewildered, her eyes clouded with confusion.

Auntie Rachel’s irritation instantly melted away. With a warm smile,

she asked, “What is it, my little Aria? What did you want to tell

Grandma?”

Aria shook her head, remaining silent.

My heart sank as the silence stretched between us. Then anger flared

-how dare this little brat ignore me completely!

I hadn’t planned on staying overnight at the Sterling estate today, but

after what had just happened, I needed to employ certain tactics.

If Auntie Rachel truly found another woman for Ridley, I would lose

all leverage.

And tonight presented the perfect opportunity.

With this in mind, I spoke with increased tenderness: “Aria, on our way here, you said you wanted to give Grandma a surprise,

remember?”

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My expression remained gentle, but my eyes conveyed unmistakable

menace and threat when I looked at her.

Aria maintained her silence, eyes downcast, seemingly existing in

another dimension entirely.

Auntie Rachel, ever protective of her granddaughter, waved

dismissively. “That’s enough, don’t pressure Aria. If she doesn’t want

to speak, let her be.”

“Auntie Rachel, Aria is just a little shy. She does want to speak, don’t

you, Aria?” I raised my hand, gripping Aria’s thin arm, and then-

Slowly, deliberately, I twisted hard.

Aria’s previously expressionless face finally showed a reaction as her

brow furrowed. For the first time, a flicker of emotion crossed her

impassive features.

Cedar’s POV

The atmosphere at the dinner table had grown stifling.

The children kept their heads down, barely daring to speak. I quietly

ate my food, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.

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As an outsider, I really didn’t want to hear the Sterling family’s

private affairs, but leaving the table now would draw too much

attention…

Having eaten most of my meal, I finally looked up. What I saw made

my blood run cold.

This was the second time. The second time I’d witnessed Daisy

mistreating a child.

How many more instances had occurred when I wasn’t watching?

Anger spread through me like wildfire. I couldn’t tolerate an adult

secretly abusing a child who couldn’t speak for herself.

I looked up at Daisy, and whatever softness had been in my

expression vanished.

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