Chapter 2 I Am Your Father

At the Southall residence.

The entire place was set up for a birthday party.

Shandie Southall, who was wearing the latest season’s dress from LV, was surrounded by socialites buttering her up.

“Shandie, your dress is beautiful! It’s like a milky way.”

“This is the dress from LV’s spring edition, isn’t it? I couldn’t even rent it, but you actually managed to buy it! Your dad is so nice to you!”

“Happy birthday, Shandie. I heard Sam Sleight has offered you a role. You’re definitely going to be the most popular actress of the year. Don’t forget about us when you become famous.”

“Who cares about the entertainment industry? Shannie’s just there for fun. Who is she? She’s Shandie Moore. It’s so easy for her to be famous.”

Concealing the glee in her eyes, Shandie uttered, “Thank you very much. Let me go and check when the cake’s coming.”

When Shandie returned to the mansion, she nearly collided with her mother, who was heading toward the outside.

“Mom.” Lowering her voice, she whispered to Cindy Moore. “Has my cousin’s men returned yet? It’s my twentieth birthday today. I don’t want others to find out that our family has a girl who was kidnapped by human traffickers.”

Lovingly tidying the edge of Shandie’s skirt, Cindy murmured, “No news is good news. Don’t worry. She won’t be able to come back. Even if she does, the traffickers had sold her to some faraway village. What can a country bumpkin like her do?”

Shandie nodded in agreement. In fact, a part of her hoped that the country bumpkin would be able to return.

That way, she would be able to relish the fact that she was the true daughter of a wealthy family.

“Bad news, Mrs. Southall,” the housekeeper cried out as she rushed in. “A Nightshire helicopter landed on the lawn outside.

“The Nightshires?” Shandie’s eyes lit up. “Mom, say, do you think Dad invited Vinson Nightshire?”

Cindy was surprised as well.

Although the Southalls were running one of the top businesses in the country, and they were one of the prominent families in Jadeborough, the Nightshires were one of the top families in the world.

Vinson Nightshire was the heir of the Nightshire Group, and the Southalls still did not have the capability of inviting Vinson to their daughter’s birthday party.

Maybe Vinson thinks that the business deal with our family is important?

“Let’s have a look.” Cindy was perplexed, but it was a pleasant surprise for her.

If our family gets to build a relationship with the Nightshires, we won’t need to worry about anything anymore.

After the mother and daughter touched up their makeups, they then excitedly rushed toward the lawn.

By then, a group of nouveau riche had already gathered on the lawn.

the socialites

invited the Nightshires!

as this? I should’ve hired a professional makeup artist to put on

in

Why would you need

in the ceremony

be Mrs. Nightshire

the helicopter door

woman in ragged clothes jumped down from

looked like. Even her hair was in a tangled mess as if she had not

“What…”

who did not like her began mocking, “Shannie, is this your

over and questioned, “Who are you? Who do you think you are to

Arielle realized who the

that she was Cindy’s adopted daughter, but the detective had told her that Shandie was actually Cindy and Henrick’s

dead or alive, but he’s holding a birthday party for his

Ha.

at

“You—”

about to lose her

 

others around them instantly looked

to her senses,

That country bumpkin?

really a

for she hurried forward. “Arielle, is that you? I’ve been waiting for you for so long. My poor child,

Aunt Cindy, it’s been a

the smile on her lips, her

mother’s younger sister married my father? My

What nonsense is this?

Something must be up.

“I heard that Mrs.

Ms. Moore, who was kidnapped by human traffickers ten years

actually married into the Moore family. Once Maureen Moore died, the Moores all took

“That actually happened? Seriously…”

cleared her throat and muttered, “Darling, as long as you’re back. I’ll bring you to wash

I came from the countryside. It seems like she really

was about to speak, a low voice

the owner of the voice. Once they

It was Vinson.

every move dictated the

Nightshire?” Shandie excitedly darted forward to welcome him. “A-Are you here to join

eyes, and the

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