We Want Mommy Not You Daddy (Cedar) novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Selena’s POV

I don’t remember how I got home. Everything after being thrown out of the estate is a blur of camera flashes, hurried negotiations for something to cover myself with, and a taxi ride where I couldn’t meet the driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror.

When I stumbled through our front door, one of our household staff looked at me with poorly disguised shock.

“Miss Wright, what happened to-

You want to laugh at me too? I screamed, unable to contain the humiliation and rage boiling inside me. ‘Don’t think your years of

service here mean I won’t have you fired! Get out! Get out of my sight!”

I knocked over a side table in blind fury, sending a crystal vase crashing to the floor. The maid quickly righted the table and backed away,

making some excuse before disappearing down the hall.

1 collapsed onto our white leather sofa, covering my face with my hands as sobs wracked my body. I couldn’t bear to look at my phone or turn on the television. The thought of seeing myself–practically naked in the middle of Chicago’s most prestigious design gala–splashed

across social media made me physically ill. I couldn’t survive that kind of public shaming…

The sound of the front door opening made me lift my head. Father was home.

“Dad, you have to help me get revenge-” I began, rising to my feet.

The slap came so suddenly I didn’t even see it coming. The sharp crack echoed through our penthouse as his hand connected with my

cheek.

I stumbled backward, my hand flying to my face in shock. “Dad! I’ve been through hell tonight, how could you hit me?”

How could I hit you? Jonathan Wright’s face was contorted with fury, his normally composed demeanor completely shattered. You ask me that when you’ve single–handedly destroyed every major contract Wright Creatives had lined up? The Moonlight project, the Lakeshore

development–all of it gone because of whatever you did tonight!”

Before I could defend myself, another slap sent me tumbling back onto the sofa. My cheek burned with pain, tears flowing freely down my

face

Dad, what did I do wrong? 1 sobbed.

I was the Wright family’s only biological daughter, Mother’s precious jewel, Father’s pride. He’d been strict with me my entire life, occasionally harsh with his words, but never, ever had he raised a hand to ww

Tonight had already been the must humiliating experience of my life, and now my own father was treating me like this.

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“Who did you offend?” he demanded, grabbing my shoulder. “Why are all our contracts being canceled? I worked for months on those deals! The contracts were signed, and now they’re all backing out, saying they’ll never work with Wright Creatives again!”

Father looked like he wanted to do more than slap me, but some last thread of restraint held him back.

In a flash of clarity, I remembered Ridley’s words at the gala: “The surprise has already been delivered to Wright Creatives.”

My tears continued to fall, but anger began replacing my shock. “Dad! It’s Cedar! It has to be her! She’s somehow seduced Ridley, and he’s using his influence to destroy us! It’s Cedar’s fault, not mine! You need to find her and bring her back home-”

“Cedar?” Father scoffed. “That girl? You think she could somehow charm Ridley? The man who’s rejected every socialite in Chicago? Don’t

be ridiculous.”

“It’s true!” I insisted, wiping my tears. “She was his date at tonight’s gala. There must be photos online by now. Look it up if you don’t

believe me,” I stopped abruptly, realizing what I was saying. “No, no, don’t look online!”

The last thing I needed was for Father to see the photos of me that were surely spreading across the internet like wildfire.

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