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I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 13

[Dad, I found a job. The salary is enough for the five of us. You don’t need to send me money anymore.]

Niamh typed after accepting the transfer.

If it hadn’t been for Cassian secretly sending her money over the years, she and the children would probably be living on the streets. He worked as an accountant for a small firm, and her adoptive mother took every penny of his salary. The money he sent Niamh came from freelance bookkeeping he did on the side.

Cassian had always treated her like his own daughter, and she was deeply grateful. She often told herself that if she ever became successful, she would make sure he lived a comfortable life. But for now, that was just a distant dream.

[Niamh, it’s all my fault. I’m useless. I’ve made you suffer so much. Please don’t blame me.]

A voice message from Cassian came through, filled with self-reproach.

Niamh quickly replied.

[Dad, I’ve never blamed you. In fact, I’m grateful. Without you, I wouldn’t be here, and neither would the quadruplets.]

Everyone knew Cassian Lynn had found her in a trash heap. He had not only raised her but saved her life.

[This Sunday is your and the quadruplets’ birthday. Let me take you all out for dinner.]

Cassian messaged again. Niamh and her children shared the same birthday.

Cassian typed. If he hadn’t been so weak, Niamh would never have been driven out of the family. She was a good kid. He knew that one day, she would do great things. As for his biological daughter, Rhoslyn, he had little hope. She was too much like Ffion, and he feared she was headed for trouble.

[You’re not ordinary at all, Dad. In my eyes, you’re my rock.]

Niamh knew what he was thinking and quickly tried to comfort him. The fact that he treated her as his own and helped her raise four children made him extraordinary.

After ending the chat, Niamh glanced at the time. It was only 10:10. She could get in about an hour of studying. She opened a drawer and pulled out a sketchbook.

This book held her dreams. Ever since she was a little girl, she had wanted to be a fashion designer. Over the past five years, whenever she had a spare moment, she studied, sketched, and practiced her languages.

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