Blind Date Turned Proposal

“Who told you?” Claudia questioned.

Summer remained silent, just smoking.

“Even so, ask yourself, haven’t we treated you like our own daughter? From childhood to adulthood, in terms of clothing, food, housing, and transportation, where have we ever let you lack?” Claudia said to her, feeling heartbroken. “It’s not like we haven’t given you anything, Sum!”

“It’s better to have none at all!” Summer roared. “What you’ve given me is nothing more than convenient benefits, not true affection!”

She asked with a trembling voice, “Who are my parents?”

Claudia didn’t respond but directly grabbed her hand and pulled her up. “I’m taking you to the drug rehabilitation center.”

“I won’t go!” Summer’s pupils dilated. “Do you really want the whole world to know that the daughter of the Olsen family is such a person?”

Claudia’s originally stubborn actions slowed down at that moment. She hesitated.

Summer, understanding her state of mind, continued to ask, “Who are my parents?”

her, took a

silence ensued. Just as Josie was about to look up, Summer suddenly grabbed a cup and fiercely smashed it against

the commotion there managed to

and hurriedly threw on

was getting up, he

again, slapping Arnold.

walked away. Only when she was outside did she remove her

not actually biological children of the Olsen family

daze, stumbling to find a corner to calm herself. The overwhelming amount of information left her unable to regain her composure. No wonder. No wonder I’ve never had any so-called spiritual connection with Summer. It turns out we’re not related by

Arnold sent her a message: Stay

he probably guessed

again. This time, he brought some people with him, and his attitude was not as pleasant as it had

pursed her lips.

the command, so

this situation. She

silent, signaling a female attendant to accompany