Robert clearly hadn’t fully processed what had just happened. He stood frozen for a moment before bursting into a delighted laugh.
Before I could even fully enjoy the moment, my adoptive father’s phone call came through. He said there was something important he needed to discuss with me and asked me to come home.
As soon as I walked through the door, I saw my adoptive father slap Gianna hard across the face.
“Do you even realize what you’ve done? Your sister already said that land wasn’t to be invested in! You stole the company’s seal—do you know how much damage you’ve caused to the company?”
Gianna, looking completely wronged, protested.
“How was I supposed to know? It’s all Christian’s fault! He’s the one who manipulated me. Now I realize I was wrong, and I’ve cut ties with him. What more do you want from me?”
“Christian is someone you forced away from your sister, and now you want to cut ties just like that? How are we supposed to explain this to the Torres family? Get out! From today on, I, Jacob, will pretend I never had a daughter like you.”
As their argument raged on, Gianna finally noticed us. Her eyes were red, and she pointed at us, crying out.
“Make me leave? Is that what you want? You’ll take her back, but I’m your real daughter! Yet, you only acknowledge her, your adopted daughter?”
Jacob looked down in silence, his expression heavy.
“Fine, don’t regret it later.”
With eyes full of hatred, Gianna stormed out of the house.
During this time, my adoptive father seemed to age rapidly. He waved for me to come over and handed me a contract.
A stock transfer agreement.
“Margaret, your father is getting old. I no longer have the energy to manage the company. You’re a capable and good child. I can only feel at ease if I hand the company over to you.”
After saying this, he smiled with contentment and patted Robert’s shoulder.
Later, when the police arrived to take statements, I learned it was Gianna who had done it.
She had left for less than a day before returning to apologize to her parents and beg for forgiveness.
They were kind-hearted people and never once thought their own daughter could bring them to their deaths.
Gianna had taken advantage of Jacob’s trust, secretly poisoning the medication he regularly took. By the time anyone realized what had happened, it was too late.
I went to the place where Gianna was being held. When she saw me, her eyes filled with fury, and she laughed wildly at me.
“Well, how does it feel? The old man is dead, isn’t he?”
I screamed in anger, barely able to control myself.
“He was your biological father!”

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