12 Chapter 12: Their Evil Plan (1/2)

Khloe was stiff. ”Daddy, I really didn't know there was anything between them...”

Laurence patted his young daughter on the hand, then looked at Kylie with disappointment. ”You can't blame Khloe. Look at you, and you're nothing like the sweet girl she is, running around like a troublemaker all day. Who would like you?”

He looked back at Khloe and spoke in a loving tone: ”When it comes to choosing a wife, of course, decent and gentle girls like Khloe are everyone's first choice.”

”Decent? Gentle?” Kylie taunted. She twisted her cigarette butt in her hand, then pressed it against the coffee table. A bit ruthlessly, and a little too loudly, she spoke again: ”My mother was also decent and gentle—she was even an upper-class lady. Why do you fool around with this disreputable singing woman?”

”Who do you think you're talking about?!” Kylie's words affected Alice Davis's most sensitive spot. She stood up, her lips trembling.

That time she had been a singer in an underground music hall, had been the most dishonorable episode of her life. She never allowed anyone to mention it.

However, Kylie felt ruthless and wanted to remind everyone. ”I'm talking about the one who responded, obviously!”

Kylie also stood up and sneered at Laurence. ”You understand my temper: the things you don't want me to do are the things I most love to do. If you don't let me hang out with Lord Ethan, then I'll climb into his bed later tonight!”

She rubbed her belly and smirked. ”Maybe I can even get a bonus!”

Laurence's face clouded over. ”You rebellious daughter!” Scolding, he raised his hand and pointed at Kylie. ”Do you still recognize me as your father? If you want a foothold in this city, you'd better do as I say!”

She had lost her father and family ten years ago. Kylie's heart began to ache when thinking of it. But the more she felt pain, the more she forced a cruel smile.

”Do you regret giving birth to me? You should have ejaculated against the wall!” Kylie yelled.

Laurence pushed Khloe out of the way and strode towards Kylie. He raised his arm and was about to slap her against the cheek.

But his arm was seized midair. Kylie pinched his flesh so hard that her fingernails were almost embedded in her father's arm.

”You think I'm still the weak Kylie you can scold and beat?” She pushed aside his arm and clenched her teeth. ”Ten years ago, the weak penniless Kylie you drove out of your home died in the streets!”

Laurence's face went pale in a flash.

”You made your bed, so you must lie in it,” Alice said, stepping forward. ”If you hadn't fooled around with a man, and gotten yourself pregnant, maybe your father wouldn't have thrown you out.”

Kylie's eyes swept over Khloe, who was obviously very nervous. Kylie knew that the dirty trick about her pregnancy had been concocted by Khloe and her mother to drive her out of the picture.

She felt a cold breeze, and said: ”God sees and knows everything, so watch out!”

Seeing that Kylie was turning around to leave, Alice anxiously tugged at her husband's sleeve, to remind him of their last bargaining chip.

Laurence hurriedly roared: ”If you don't do as I say, you'll never see your mother again!”

Now, the only thing that could be threatening to Kylie was the loss of her mother's ashes.

They expected Kylie to stay, unwillingly, for the sake of the ashes, but she suddenly laughed. ”You can try, but if even a gram of my mom's ashes is missing, you'll lose your 10% shares! I mean it!”

Laurence hadn't expected Kylie to say that. When he moved past the bewilderment, Kylie had already gone.

”Daddy, your blood pressure is unstable—don't get angry.” Wiping her tears with one hand, Khloe patted her father's chest with the other, in an effort to calm him down.