The fake heiress rise Ch 6

The fake heiress rise Ch 6
  1. 6

After the ambulance came, the Johnsons 

ignored me and went to the hospital

I pulled out a cigarette, but it started to rain

Great

Ashley was cold

I smiled to myself

We were enemies, but I respected her

My scars showed her that she had to make 

her wounds even more painful. Otherwise

she’d never be able to keep her place in this 

family

She was trying to trap me

And it worked

The next day, the Johnsons came back 

exhausted

Dad was rumpled. Mom had been crying. Josh

gave me a look of hate

He grabbed my arm and threw me on the 

floor angry 

Harmony, you’re lucky Ashley’s not dead

She’s got a concussion and a broken leg, she 

can’t take the exams

We were wrong about you. You’re 

ungrateful! Ashley didn’t even see her mom

How could you hurt her

You’re going to the hospital to apologize to Ashley!” 

I almost laughed

Wait, you want me to apologize to Ashley

Why don’t you make Heather Smith apologize 

to me?” 

Josh looked cold

That’s between you and Heather Smith, it’s 

none of our business. But you hurt Ashley, so 

it’s our business.” 

I nodded

Okay, I get it. But I don’t want to apologize.” 

Even Mom got angry. She pointed at me, her 

voice shaking

Harmony, you’re not my daughter. My 

daughter wouldn’t do this.” 

I nodded

Dad sat there, thinking

I didn’t want to talk to them, so I pulled out 

the agreement I prepared

Sign it, give me $20,000, and I’ll leave you alone. You never raised me. That’s ten 

thousand a year. And I’d have to spend 

thousands just to get the scars removed.Mom turned away, like I was hurting her

Everyone was silent

My dad grabbed the agreement and signed it

Then, he threw me a card

There’s two million in there, don’t come 

back.” 

Mom and Josh looked at him disapprovingly

but he was done with me

I grabbed the agreement and card, picked up 

my bag, and left the house

く 

I didn’t look back once

I had given the Johnsons chances

The first time we met, at the party, and right 

now

But three strikes, you’re out

The fake heiress rise

The fake heiress rise

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