"Why were you born a daughter? Why couldn't you win your father's favor? And why won't you be obedient and support your brother?
"Do you realize that because of your actions, your father has brought some vixen's son into our family?"
Listening to Beatrice's hysterical and resentful rant, Faith closed her eyes.
"If you hate me so much, why didn't you just strangle me to death when you saw I was a girl?"
Beatrice was taken aback. "What did you say?"
"If you had just killed me back then, you wouldn't have had to endure all these years of humiliation because of my existence."
Faith looked at her, her emotions gradually calming down. "Mom, have you ever loved me?"
She looked at the shocked and puzzled Beatrice, her own expression filled with disappointment, then added, "I've been wanting to ask this question for a long time. Have you ever loved me?"
Beatrice's mouth twitched slightly, but no words came out. Staring at her daughter who, at some point, had already grown taller than her, she remained silent.
"How could I not love you?"
Faith glanced at her. "If you love me, can you favor me just this once?"
"What do you mean?" Beatrice frowned, her gaze somewhat wary.
That cautious look stung Faith, but she still voiced her request. "Help me fight for control of Moore Group. Can you transfer your shares to me?"
The moment her words landed, Beatrice shoved her hard, causing Faith to stumble back and hit her lower back against the corner of the desk. A sharp pain spread through her, turning her face pale.
Beatrice continued rambling, "You have some nerve! Don't even think about surpassing…" She was about to say "Andy" when she recalled Faith's earlier words and the extreme disappointment in her eyes, and her tone shifted.
"Your father will never agree to this. Even without him or Andy, there's still that old fox Uncle Harrison. No matter what, Moore Group can never be yours."
Enduring the pain in her back, Faith gritted her teeth and spoke slowly. "If we don't even try, how will we know it's impossible?"
She recalled Lila's question to her.
"All these years, have you never had another choice?"
Faith wiped away the tear stains on her face, forcing a weak smile.
"Mom, today will be the last time I shed tears for you and the Moore family. I won't ever hope that you will choose me again. After all these years, whatever little love and care you gave me, I've already repaid.
"I've spent over 20 years sacrificing myself for you and Andy. That should be enough to repay you, right?"
Beatrice frowned as she looked at the usually obedient daughter before her—the daughter who had always endured beatings and scoldings in silence.
Why did a few simple words that day make her seem so completely hopeless?
A faint sense of unease crept into Beatrice's heart. "What do you mean?"
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