“Mom,” Larissa said, the word flowing naturally. The sound was music to Sapphira’s ears, but to Vivica, it was a dagger.
“Don’t be difficult, Larissa. I’m your real mother!”
Larissa pulled away from Sapphira’s embrace, her eyes cold as she stared at Vivica. “Don’t you dare call me your daughter, Aunt Vivica. Your daughter’s name is Honora.”
“Aunt Vivica?” The name struck her with disbelief, and her eyes widened. “I’m your mother, Larissa, not Aunt Vivica!” She lunged forward to grab Larissa’s arm.
Kiernan slammed his cane on the floor. “Enough! It’s too late for regrets! As the head of this family, I will make this official. My granddaughter will be registered as the daughter of Neville and his wife.”
“Dad…” Vivica pleaded.
Kiernan snapped. “Your daughter disowned you. You have only yourselves to blame!”
Vivica felt a surge of indignation. She had never imagined her daughter would be so stubborn. She had said a few harsh words, and in response, the girl had turned around and adopted her aunt as her new mother.
“Dad, the girl is just acting out,” Paxton tried again. “This talk of adoption is nonsense. No matter what, she is our daughter. We would never abandon her.”
“Stop flattering yourselves,” Larissa said. “I’m not acting out. I simply don’t want you. Even if you kicked Honora out right now, I still wouldn’t acknowledge you.”
Paxton’s eyes darkened at his daughter’s open defiance.
“If you don’t believe me,” Larissa added, “I’ll sign a legal document severing all ties with you.”
Vivica and Paxton were so furious they couldn’t speak.

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