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Just as I finished speaking, a grim–faced nurse stormed in and threw a bill onto the bed.
Her eyes practically rolled into her head: “Pay the medical fees quickly, don’t think you can get away with it!”
I looked at the stale, dim, multi–bed ward, and the filthy bed my daughter was lying on. I couldn’t take it anymore.
With one phone call, the Dean, along with dozens of medical staff, rushed in. The nurse’s face paled.
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“Your attitude towards patients makes you unfit to work here. You’re fired.”
After the Dean’s declaration, he immediately bowed deeply and respectfully to me, apologizing profusely.
“Ms. Cross, it was our oversight. We’re so sorry your daughter was subjected to such treatment.”
Only then did the nurse realize who she had angered. She tried to plead, but security guards dragged her out.
I declined the Dean’s offer to transfer rooms and made another call.
Less than ten minutes later, a professional medical team arrived and escorted Skylar to a private car.
My sharp, efficient assistant followed behind me, her heels clicking against the floor.
She reported respectfully:
“During your absence, Brandon Miller started his own company, claiming to be your future son–in–law to gain advantages.
“He said you would eventually let him inherit the company and took many projects from our firm.”
“He also claimed he only recognized Cassidy White as his fiancée. Cassidy has taken possession of all the assets you prepared for your daughter, and… she even kicked your daughter out of the Thorne family mansion.”
The more she spoke, the colder my expression became.
I had seen some cleverness in Brandon. I’d paid for him to attend the most exclusive private academies since he was little. He got a little kindness and thought he was hot stuff.
Cassidy had lived a heiress’s life for over a decade in my daughter’s place. Not only did she feel no guilt, she tried to usurp her rightful place.
I clenched my fists. They seemed to have forgotten what I was capable of.
No one messes with Victoria Cross’s daughter!
Just then, my phone buzzed with another black card spending alert. I opened it to see an entry fee for an auction.
“Ms. Cross, do you need me to cancel this black card immediately?” my assistant inquired.
I curved my lips into a smile: “Not so fast. Just cancel it before seven tonight.”
“Also, Skylar and I will be attending tonight’s underground auction.”
“Understood, Ms. Cross. I’ll make the arrangements right away,” my assistant replied respectfully.
They like money, do they? I’ll give them a grand gift soon enough.
“Also, investigate how Skylar got those injuries,” Thinking of the numerous scars on my sweet daughter, I felt both furious and
heartbroken.
The chilling aura around me startled Skylar. She cautiously tugged at my sleeve.
“Mommy, are you mad at me?”
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“I’m sorry, Mommy. I won’t say bad things about my sister anymore. You can give her anything.”
“Please don’t abandon Skylar.”
Seeing her timidly trying to please me, my nose stung.
What had they been feeding her?! How could I ever abandon her?!
“Mommy isn’t mad at her sweetheart. Mommy’s mad at herself for not protecting her precious daughter better.”
“No one can snatch what belongs to Skylar, and how could Mommy ever abandon you?”
Hearing my words, her eyes suddenly lit up, sparkling brighter than stars.
Soon, though, she lowered her head again, murmuring,
“But Brandon said Mommy would definitely prefer the more excellent Cassidy, and if I wasn’t obedient, I’d be sent away.”
“He’s the son–in–law chosen by Mom and Dad. Whoever he chooses is the Thorne family heiress.”
I chuckled coldly. Where did Brandon get such confidence?
He was Skylar’s senior in school, seemingly excellent in both character and academics. Young girls usually liked that type.
At the time, I was worried Skylar wouldn’t know anyone when she first came back, so I allowed Brandon to continue living in the Thome mansion to look after her.
I hadn’t expected to let a wolf into the house.
I lifted Skylar’s chin, looking at her tear–filled eyes.
I said each word carefully: “Skylar Cross, you are the only child of the Cross and Thorne families. You will inherit everything we
have.”
“There’s no such thing as that ‘sister‘ nonsense, and you don’t need some husband to help you. You will be the future CEO.“”
“Did you get that?”
The little girl’s brow gradually relaxed, and she nodded vigorously.
That’s more like it.
