"Huh? Did I raise you just so you could talk back to me like this? And don't get me started on your job! It's not even a proper job! You're just exchanging five or six hours a day for a monthly salary of four hundred dollars! What's the point of that?

"And what's even worse is the whole world now knows I let my daughter go work as an errand girl! Do you know what my friend Neal said to me the last time we had coffee? He said that no matter how busy I am with my career, I should take good care of my daughter. I shouldn't let you run around and do this kind of work. I didn't know how to respond to him. Should I have said that my daughter was eager to experience hardships?"

Rita knew where her father stood in society. He would not be particularly understanding of the work of grassroots journalists like her, but she never imagined that her father would think of her like this.

"I'm doing the work of a journalist; it's a legitimate job. If you have nothing good to say about it, you can just keep quiet. I don't expect you to understand me anymore. Instead of wasting time thinking about all that, why don't you focus more on finding out why your wife and her daughter are so hellbent on wrongly accusing me of stealing a bangle? Dad, you really disappoint me."

not even look back. She

nowhere to vent, so he could only angrily scold Karen, "Did you baselessly accuse my daughter? From the day you moved in here, warned you not to have any ulterior motives toward her! After living a comfortable life for so many years, have you forgotten how you crawled out of that slum

are you saying? How can you suspect me just because Rita said a few words? Today's dinner party is so important, so how could I do such a childish thing? I'm not a child, you know? Have I

When he was alone, he carefully

was an old photo of him and another woman. The woman's face looked familiar, and upon closer inspection, bore some resemblance to Rita. This woman was his first wife-Taya

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