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    Lauren sneered. "I can''t possibly deserve the title of a bringer of bad luck. If anyone does, it''s you. Mr. David. If you hadn''t been sleeping like a dead log back then,pletely neglecting your newborn daughter, would I have been stolen away and turned into an orphan? If you hadn''t been the one to suggest adopting Willow, would I have been repeatedly schemed against- by this fake heiress after returning to the Bet family? The one who threw this family into chaos, the one who caused today''s mess is obviously you. And yet you shove all the me onto me, a woman. You''re not just a bringer of bad luck; you''re a spineless coward who refuses to take responsibility"


    Lauren let loose, venting years of pent-up resentment and grievances all at once. Each word was like a dagger, stabbing David straight in the heart. As the chairman of Bet Corporation. David had always been held in high regard


    Even though he was already in his fifties, he had kept himself in excellent shape- tall and well-maintained,pletely devoid of the signs of drinking and indulgence. He was the symbol of a distinguished older man, far from the image of a random


    geezer.


    And yet, this very man was now being utterly torn apart by his own daughter''s words. His chest was filled with anger, breath quickened, and his face turned an rming shade of red. "You.. you."


    his


    He opened his mouth, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat. For a long moment, he couldn''t utter a single coherent


    Sentence.


    Lauren scoffed, "What? If I were you, I''d have died of shame the moment I lost my child. But look at you! Living just fine, still acting all high and mighty, and now you think you have the right to hit me! What, just because you''re old, you think you''re always right?"


    She was done ying along with this family. If they wouldn''t let her live in peace, she''d make sure none of them did either.


    Alice gasped in shock, covering her mouth with both hands. Panic and distress were written all over her face as she shouted, "Lauren, how can you say such things to your father? You''ve gone too far!"


    Willow had stopped crying peeking out from behind Allice and muttering softly, Lauren, how can you curse Dad like that? That''s too bad of you."


    Hearing this. Lauren burst intoughter as if she had just heard the most ridiculous joke. I went too far? T''in unfilial? Ask yourselves this, do you even deserve my respect! After everything you''ve done to me, have you ever treated me like family! The way you treat me is the way I treat you. Okay?"


    David exploded. His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging as he shook with rage like a bull ready to charge. He violently pulled himself free from Elliot''s grip, raising his fist to strike Lauren. This time, neither Elliot nor Alice intervened. They simply stood by, as if they had tacitly agreed to let David teach her a lesson.


    Just as his fist was about tond. Marilyn suddenly rushed forward, shielding Lauren with her own body. "Sir, you can''t! Ms. Bet is still injured!"


    David roared, "Get out of my way! Today, I''ll bear this disrespectful brat to death?"


    With that, he swung his fist straight at Marilyn''s face. Marilyn shut her eyes, bracing herself for the impact. But it never came.


    After a long monent, when nothing happened, she slowly opened her eyes only to see that Lauren had pulled out a gleaming utility knife at some point, its sharp tip aimed directly at David


    Lauren''s gaze was as cold as ice, her grip on the knife steady. If David dared make a move, she wouldn''t hesitate to drive the de into his fist.


    The room instantly fell silent. Everyone sucked in a sharp breath. David''s anger hadn''t faded, but now, mixed with his fury, was a look of pure shock. For the second time, Lauren had pulled a knife on him.


    How could sher


    Lauren stared him down. "Go ahead, try me. You want to hit me? Let''s see whose hand moves faster! Yours or my knife?"


    She had found this knife in the storage room earlier and casually slipped it into her pocket for self-defense. She hadn''t expected to use it so soon.


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    him down, his rapid breathing only made things worse. His dizziness intensified,


    his heartbeat pounded wildly, and soon, his limbs went numb. With a loud thud, he copsed to the ground.


    Alice. Elliot, and Willow were scared.


    "David, what''s wrong? Don''t scare me?" Alice rushed to his side, trembling hands shaking him desperately


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    Tears streamed down Willow''s face for real this time. She whipped around and red at Lauren, hatred zing in her eyes. "This is all your fault. You did this to Dad"


    Lauren didn''t bat an eye. There was even a little smile in her eyes as she watched the chaos unfold like it was none of her business.


    Marilyn looked panicked. "Ms. Bet, what''s happening to him?"


    Lauren answered like she was talking about the weather. "He''s hyperventting. That made his body dump too much carbon dioxide, which messed with his blood chemistry. The carbonic acid dropped, the pH shot up, and now his system''s out of bnce."


    Marilyn blinked. "What does that even mean?"


    "It''s called respiratory alkalosis"


    Marilyn had always known Lauren was sharp, but this was next-level. She stepped closer, nervous. "Ms. Bet, what should we do?


    What do you


    mean.


    .what should we do? If he can be treated, then treat him. If not, he can just die.”


    Elliot''s face darkened at her words. "Lauren!"


    Lauren didn''t even nce at him. She walked into the dining room, sat down like it was just another night, grabbed a fork. and started eating


    Her totalck of concern for David''s life hit Alice and Elliot like a punch to the gut.


    Alice''s voice cracked through her sobs. "Laurie, what is wrong with you? Your dad''s lying there like that and you''re seriously sitting there eating?" Lauren grabbed a piece of slow-cooked barbecue short rib and took a bite. Damn, that''s good.


    It was almostughable-twenty-three years old, and this was the first time she''d ever tasted short ribs that were actually tender and full of vor.


    At the orphanage, meals like this didn''t exist.


    When she got to the Bet household, she was stuck with cold leftovers like she didn''t belong


    The wildest part? She didn''t get real, hot meals until she ended up in prison. And even then, Keh made sure her life in there was miserable in his own twisted way. But still, it was better than the orphanage-or living with the Bets.


    She didn''t answer until she''d finished chewing and swallowed every bite.. Then, cool as ever, she said, "Didn''t you and your heartless family shatter mine a long time ago? And now that I''m giving you a taste of your own medicine, suddenly it''s a problem?"


    She still remembered it like it was yesterday.


    Senior year, right around New Year''s. She was burning up with a fever for three days straight.


    Couldn''t get out of bed, couldn''t even lift her head. She was stuck in the utility room the whole time, and not one person in the Bet family came to check on


    her.


    No water. No food. Nothing. Like she didn''t exist..


    Three dayster, Marilyn came back from her holiday break and found her barely breathing. If she''de back even one dayter, Lauren probably wouldn''t have made it.


    And honestly, would anyone in the Bet house have even noticed?


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