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Brown had been the one sending millions every week for his master’s daughter. Most times he wondered why his master did that even if he knew Maybelline was married into a prominent family, but he did anyway.
Xavier loved his child more than life itself.
But he had no idea, his daughter had been suffering all this time. He had watched her live like a beggar while her mother, Maybelline, sat comfortably on a mountain of money.
But what he never understood was, why. Why deprive her of food, love, or even the right to an education? Even if Maybelline hated her daughter, this... this was cruelty beyond reason.
This girl did nothing wrong. She was just a child. A child born from a mistake. An innocent egg that was already in her womb while a sperm fertilized it.
It doesn’t matter how she got fertilized, but Penny was always in her mother’s womb. She was always her child.
"It turns out she didn’t spend a dime on the child," Barry said coldly.
He stood tall, hands in his pockets, speaking with quiet power. "You punished my brother for years, Maybelline. You filed a restraining order to keep him away from his own child. You took every penny he sent, and for what? Revenge?"
"You’d rather kill your child for revenge?"
His voice grew sharper.
"That money was to care for Penelope. Not to fatten your greed." he barked.
Barry wasn’t one to talk much. But today, he spoke for his brother, the man who didn’t know how to fight with words. Years of marriage to a dramatic wife had taught Barry how to win an argument. And today, he wasn’t backing down.
"Don’t reopen old wounds, Maybelline," Barry said, his tone softer now. "Let them heal. Let your daughter meet her father."
Maybelline’s fists clenched at her sides. She had come to ruin Xavier’s party, but instead, she had burned her own name.
Eyes narrowed on her. Whispers swept through the crowd like wildfire.
"What a disgraceful woman."
"She punished her child all these years... and for what?"
"Penny has every right to meet her father."
The room turned. The tide was rising again, this time, on Xavier’s side.
Yes, he had been wrong in the past. He had made terrible mistakes. But even if the past couldn’t be changed, something good had grown from it, Penelope. A beautiful, strong, young woman.
Look at her. Who dares not fall in love?
Why couldn’t Maybelline let it go?
She had moved on, hadn’t she? Married to David Willard, a man with power and status. She had another daughter too, Ariana, engaged to the prestigious Adkins family. She had it all.
So why this madness now?
Panic rose in Maybelline’s throat. They were turning on her, everyone. She had to act. She had to take control.
No! She refused to let go of the pain. She refused to let Penelope have it all while Ariana was stuck with the Petersons.
"You’ve all lost your minds!" May snapped, pointing at the women gossiping. "If you were in my shoes, you’d do worse!"
"So what if I punished her? She’s my child!" she shouted, hitting her chest like a woman possessed. "She’s the seed of the pain that ruined my life!"
"Your life looks perfect to me," a woman said with disdain. "You married David Willard. You have another daughter who’s smart, graceful, and beautiful."
"If you hated Mr. Bloodworth so much, why show up at his party?" another added.
"Women and their drama," a man muttered, shaking his head.
Another wave of whispers and murmurs swept through the hall.
"Don’t justify wickedness with old pain," someone said firmly. "Mr Bloodsworth paid the price. Let him be a father."
"Yes, let him."
More voices joined in.
Yes, the pain of rape never truly goes away. But healing is possible, especially when life gives you another chance.
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