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After My Daughter Was Hurt by an Illegitimate Son, I Revealed Who the Real Billionaire Was
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The moment my five-year-old daughter came home from preschool, she dropped to her knees in front of me. “Mommy, please don’t make me go back.” She was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. “I don’t want to go to school anymore.” I immediately crouched in front of her. “Why? What happened?” She only shook her head through her tears, too frightened to say a word. Something was wrong. I lifted her shirt—and froze. Her arms and body were covered in tiny puncture wounds. Needle marks. Dozens of them. My whole body shook with rage. I took a photo and posted it in the preschool parents’ group chat. “Who did this?” A woman whose display name read “Noah Carter’s Mom” replied almost immediately. “I told my son to do it!” Then she sent two photos. The first was a wedding photo of her and my husband. The second was a family portrait of my husband, my daughter, and me. The three of us together. “You shameless homewrecker. You stole my husband and even had his bastard daughter? Be grateful I didn’t tell my son to beat that little brat to death.” The group chat exploded. Message after message poured in, all of them attacking my daughter and me. Even the head teacher tagged Noah’s mother directly. “Noah did a wonderful job today. I’ll give him a gold star tomorrow as a reward.” Noah’s mother sent a smug emoji before tagging me. “If you’ve got a problem with it, come say it to my face. Noah and I are still at the school.” I grabbed my daughter and headed for the car. As I drove toward the preschool, I sent two messages to my company’s legal department. “Under our prenuptial agreement, draft the divorce papers immediately. Ethan Carter is to walk away with nothing.” “My daughter was assaulted at her preschool. Send a legal team over there now. I want everyone responsible to pay dearly for this.” Then I sent one final message. “A man who married into my family has the nerve to keep a mistress and father a secret child behind my back?”
Chapters (3)
第1章
The moment my five-year-old daughter came home from preschool, she dropped to her knees in front of me.
“Mommy, please don’t make me go back.”
She was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.
“I don’t want to go to school anymore.”
I immediately crouched in front of her. “Why? What happened?”
She only shook her head through her tears, too frightened to say a word.
Something was wrong.
I lifted her shirt—and froze.
Her arms and body were covered in tiny puncture wounds.
Needle marks.
Dozens of them.
My whole body shook with rage. I took a photo and posted it in the preschool parents’ group chat.
“Who did this?”
A woman whose display name read “Noah Carter’s Mom” replied almost immediately.
“I told my son to do it!”
Then she sent two photos.
The first was a wedding photo of her and my husband.
The second was a family portrait of my husband, my daughter, and me.
The three of us together.
“You shameless homewrecker. You stole my husband and even had his bastard daughter? Be grateful I didn’t tell my son to beat that little brat to death.”
The group chat exploded.
Message after message poured in, all of them attacking my daughter and me.
Even the head teacher tagged Noah’s mother directly.
“Noah did a wonderful job today. I’ll give him a gold star tomorrow as a reward.”
Noah’s mother sent a smug emoji before tagging me.
“If you’ve got a problem with it, come say it to my face. Noah and I are still at the school.”
I grabbed my daughter and headed for the car.
As I drove toward the preschool, I sent two messages to my company’s legal department.
“Under our prenuptial agreement, draft the divorce papers immediately. Ethan Carter is to walk away with nothing.”
“My daughter was assaulted at her preschool. Send a legal team over there now. I want everyone responsible to pay dearly for this.”
Then I sent one final message.
“A man who married into my family has the nerve to keep a mistress and father a secret child behind my back?”
……
When we arrived at the preschool, I spotted Noah’s mother standing outside the entrance the moment I stepped out of the car.
A crowd of parents from the children’s class surrounded her.
“Noah’s mom, you’re far too modest. If this hadn’t happened, we never would’ve known your husband was the CEO of the Goldcrest Group!”
“Exactly! I knew there was something special about you the first time I saw you. I suppose that natural elegance comes with being the wife of a billionaire.”
“We came here specifically to support you today. We’re all respectable mothers. There’s no way we’ll let some shameless mistress bully you.”
“What good could a mistress’s daughter possibly be? Noah really does deserve to be called the heir to the Goldcrest empire. He already knows how to deal with trash at such a young age. What a brave little boy!”
My daughter’s teacher stood beside them, practically bowing as she fawned over Noah’s mother.
“Mrs. Carter, please send me a list of Noah’s favorite foods later. From now on, we’ll adjust the school menu to suit his tastes.”
Noah’s mother soaked up the parents’ flattery and the teacher’s groveling, preening like a peacock with its tail spread wide.
Ethan had spent years doing almost nothing after marrying into my family.
To give him some experience, I had put him in charge of the smallest company in my portfolio—the Goldcrest Group.
I never imagined that position would become Noah’s mother’s greatest bragging right, or give everyone here a reason to grovel at her feet.
The moment the parents saw me, their ingratiating smiles vanished.
They frowned and stared at me in open disgust, as though I were something filthy stuck to the bottoms of their shoes.
The teacher walked straight up to me, her expression cold.
“Ms. Bennett, the principal asked me to inform you that Sophie Bennett has been expelled, effective immediately.”
I stared at her.
“My daughter was assaulted at your school, and instead of giving her justice, you’re expelling her?”
The teacher showed no remorse.
“This is an elite preschool. Every child admitted here comes from wealth or influence.”
“A mistress’s bastard daughter has no place at a school like this. Allowing her to stay would only damage our reputation.”
My expression hardened.
“I suggest you investigate the facts before opening your mouth again.”
My voice turned to ice.
“Find out who the real mistress is—and which child is actually illegitimate.”
The words had barely left my mouth when Noah’s mother marched up to me.
Her palm cracked across my face.
“You cheap little mistress! Who do you think you are, talking back to me—the lawful wife?”
She glared at me with naked contempt.
“You really think giving birth to his bastard daughter gives you the right to steal my place as Mrs. Carter?”
第2章
The slap came out of nowhere, leaving my head ringing.
The other parents closed in, pointing at me as they mocked me without restraint.
“You look like a respectable woman. Of all the things you could’ve done, why become some married man’s mistress and have his child?”
“It’s always the innocent-looking ones who are the worst behind closed doors. The moment she sees a rich man, she practically goes into heat. She probably can’t wait to throw herself at him!”
“Mistresses are a disgrace to women. Their children are even worse. That brat deserves to die!”
Their accusations quickly drew a crowd.
More and more people gathered around us, pointing and whispering.
Some pulled out their phones to take pictures and record videos. Others spat at me.
I took off my coat, worth well over a hundred thousand dollars, and threw it into a nearby trash can.
Then I turned to face Noah’s mother.
“First, you ordered your son to torture my daughter. Now you’ve assaulted me in public.”
I stared straight into her eyes.
“Who gave you the nerve to act as though you’re above the law?”
She lifted her chin arrogantly.
“A wife hitting her husband’s mistress is perfectly justified.”
“Besides, I’m the wife of Goldcrest Group’s CEO. Slapping a filthy woman like you and your worthless daughter is nothing.”
Her lips curled into a cold smile.
“Even if I killed both of you, what could anyone possibly do to me?”
The other parents immediately rallied behind her.
“If you hadn’t become a mistress, why would Noah’s mother have hit you? You brought this on yourself.”
“A shameless homewrecker like you should keep your head down when you see the lawful wife. Instead, you deliberately provoke her. One slap was letting you off easy.”
“Exactly. Are you addicted to sleeping with married men? Who are you trying to fool with that innocent victim act? We’re not the lust-crazed men you usually manipulate!”
Even the bystanders joined in.
One insult was more vicious than the last.
Their support only made Noah’s mother bolder.
Her gaze shifted to the car behind me, and her eyes blazed with anger.
“You shameless tramp. You don’t feel guilty spending my husband’s money, do you?”
She pointed at the Rolls-Royce.
“You’re even driving a car like this? What makes a cheap mistress like you think you deserve it?”
“I hate homewreckers more than anything in this world. Every last one of them deserves to die!”
She pulled a key from her purse and dragged it forcefully across the side of my car.
The sharp scrape of metal against paint filled the air.
When she stepped back, several jagged words had been carved into the car.
HOMEWRECKERS DESERVE TO DIE!
I glanced at the words and spoke in a voice as cold as ice.
“You’re going to realize very soon just how ironic those words are.”
That sent her into a rage.
“You shameless woman! You live off my husband’s money, yet you still have the nerve to act high and mighty?”
She bent down and grabbed a brick from the curb.
“Today, I’m going to make you return every last cent you stole from him!”
She swung the brick into my car.
The window shattered.
Then she smashed the headlights and brought the brick down on the hood again and again.
She didn’t leave a single part of the car untouched.
The other parents became just as frenzied.
They grabbed anything they could use and threw themselves at the Rolls-Royce, smashing it from every direction.
Once the windows were broken, several of them climbed inside and slashed apart the seats and interior.
Within minutes, the pristine luxury car had been reduced to a mangled pile of metal.
Then one of the women forced open the trunk and cried out.
“Come look! She has all kinds of expensive things hidden back here!”
Noah’s mother walked over and casually pulled out a scroll painting.
Her lips curled in contempt.
“A cheap tramp who makes money by selling her body is pretending to be an art collector?”
She held up the scroll and sneered at me.
“Letting someone like you own a work of art like this is an insult to the artist.”
“Garbage like you only deserves garbage!”
Right in front of me, she tore the painting apart.
Then she threw the pieces onto the ground and ground them beneath her heel.
Someone in the crowd who seemed knowledgeable about art leaned closer to examine the torn fragments.
His face changed instantly.
“That looked like an authentic Tang Yin!”
His voice rose in shock.
“I heard the opening bid at the auction was over forty million dollars!”
Noah’s mother didn’t show a trace of fear.
“Forty million? So what?”
She crossed her arms and spoke as though her reasoning were flawless.
“It was bought with my husband’s money anyway.”
“My husband’s money is my money. What’s wrong with me destroying my own property?”
Her shamelessness left me speechless with rage.
Ethan had married into my family with nothing to his name.
Even after I placed Goldcrest Group under his management, his incompetence had driven the company’s market value down by nearly half.
If he weren’t my husband, I would’ve fired him long ago.
Yet Noah’s mother and every parent standing there treated him like some all-powerful CEO.
They practically worshipped the ground he walked on.
With Noah’s mother leading the destruction, the other parents refused to be outdone.
They tore through the rest of the collection in my trunk, ripping and smashing everything they could reach.
I had purchased every item at an auction earlier that day for an enormous amount of money.
I hadn’t even had time to move them into storage.
Now, they had all been destroyed.
I watched the mob of lawless lunatics and quietly took out my phone.
“Why aren’t you here yet?”
My voice was controlled, but every word carried an edge.
“You have five minutes. I want you standing in front of me by then.”
Before the person on the other end could respond, one of the parents lunged forward and snatched the phone from my hand.
She slammed it onto the pavement.
“Still trying to call for help? You’re nothing but a mistress who can’t show her face in respectable society. Where do you get the nerve?”
“Look at her putting on an act. Does she really think she’s some important woman?”
“She’s probably calling one of her clients to come over and help her put on a show for us!”
The parents burst into vicious laughter.
I looked down at my shattered phone.
“I hope you’re all still laughing this hard in a few minutes.”
Then I turned to my daughter’s teacher.
“My daughter was being bullied at this school.”
I held her gaze.
“You knew about it, didn’t you?”
The teacher glared at me with open contempt.
“So what if I did?”
“A bastard daughter born to a lowlife mistress is nothing but society’s garbage.”
She gave me a cold, dismissive smile.
“Noah was only taking out the trash. What’s wrong with that?”
第3章
The parents burst into applause at the teacher’s words.
“That’s exactly why she’s the head teacher. She handles everything fairly and gets straight to the point!”
“Exactly. This is an elite preschool, not somewhere any stray off the street can wander into.”
“Does a mistress’s daughter even need an education? Just teach her how to seduce men. That’s how you make a living, isn’t it?”
The woman laughed cruelly.
“Who knows? Maybe your daughter will surpass you and find herself an even richer sugar daddy.”
Noah’s mother grew even more brazen.
“See what happens when you become a homewrecker?”
She pointed at Sophie and me.
“A filthy woman like you and her worthless daughter are destined to spend your entire lives at the bottom of society, despised by everyone!”
Insults came from every direction.
Even the growing crowd of onlookers joined in, humiliating and cursing me without restraint.
The more viciously they attacked me, the wider Noah’s mother smiled.
The teacher seized the opportunity to flatter her.
“Mrs. Carter, our director said that if we handled this matter to your satisfaction, she hoped you might be willing to do us a small favor.”
The teacher lowered her voice ingratiatingly.
“As you know, our preschool is preparing to expand. But all the surrounding land belongs to Goldcrest Group. If you could possibly…”
Noah’s mother folded her arms across her chest and lifted her chin.
“Don’t worry. I’m very satisfied with your performance today.”
“When the time comes, all I have to do is say the word, and my husband will give you every piece of land surrounding the school.”
The teacher immediately broke into a huge smile.
“Then let me thank you in advance, Mrs. Carter.”
The other parents rushed forward.
“Mrs. Carter, my husband’s company has worked with Goldcrest Group before. Could you give us priority when new contracts become available?”
“My company is preparing to enter a new industry. I’d be grateful for the chance to work with Goldcrest Group.”
“Mrs. Carter, this is an unlimited shopping card for my family’s department store. Please accept it. I only hope our families can become closer in the future.”
Within seconds, the parents were falling over themselves to flatter Noah’s mother.
They surrounded her with business offers, gifts, and promises.
Some of them even pulled bank cards from their wallets and stuffed them directly into her purse.
Noah’s mother enjoyed every second of it.
Arrogance radiated from her entire body.
She lifted her chin and walked over to me.
“Do you see that?”
Her eyes gleamed with smug satisfaction.
“This is the power of money and status.”
“A mistress who can’t show her face in respectable society will never be anything more than a pair of spread legs, waiting for some man to toss her a few scraps.”
“But I’m the lawful wife.”
She looked down at me with naked contempt.
“I get to enjoy the kind of respect and glory you’ll never touch in your lifetime.”
Then her expression turned vicious.
“I’m giving you one day to take your bastard daughter and get out of this city.”
“If I ever see you bothering my husband again, I’ll bury that little brat alive.”
Sophie began trembling violently.
She burrowed into my arms and clung to me.
“Mommy, I’m scared.”
Her small voice shook with terror and pain.
“My foot hurts so much…”
I immediately pulled off her little leather boot.
Then I saw it.
One of her toes was missing.
The wound was raw and horrifying.
When I tipped the boot, blood spilled from inside it and splashed onto the pavement.
My eyes burned red, and tears poured down my face.
Sophie had always been delicate.
Even the smallest scrape could make her cry.
I couldn’t imagine how much pain she had endured, or how she had managed to stay silent until now.
I raised my head and glared at Noah’s mother.
“Did your son do this too?”
She barely spared me a glance.
“What’s the big deal?”
Her voice was utterly indifferent.
“You should be grateful I didn’t tell my son to kill the little brat.”
Before the last word left her mouth, I slapped her across the face.
Every ounce of rage inside me went into that blow.
Noah’s mother staggered backward.
I stepped toward her, ready to hit her again, but one of the parents grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me back.
The others swarmed me.
Fists and shoes struck me from every direction.
“You filthy woman! How dare you lay a hand on Mrs. Carter? You must have a death wish!”
“Your little brat isn’t even dead yet. Why are you in such a hurry to be buried with her?”
“That brat should feel honored to be disciplined by the young heir of Goldcrest Group!”
“Look at you. What kind of decent child could a woman like you possibly raise? Even if that brat were beaten to death, she’d deserve it!”
Even the teacher rushed forward and kicked me.
“Don’t hurt my mommy!”
Sophie sobbed as she tried to reach me.
A chubby little boy stepped in front of her and kicked her to the ground.
She landed hard on the pavement.
The teacher saw everything.
Instead of stopping him, she walked over and patted the boy’s head with an approving smile.
“Noah, you already know how to punish evil and stand up for what’s right. What a wonderful boy.”
“Tomorrow, I’ll praise you in front of the entire school and present you with a special award.”
Noah Carter’s eyes narrowed into satisfied slits.
“Hmph. I only did what I was supposed to do.”
He pointed at Sophie.
“I’ll beat that little brat every time I see her!”
The parents forced me facedown against the pavement.
My entire body shook with rage.
I gritted my teeth and forced out the words.
“You’re all going to regret this.”
For a moment, the crowd fell silent.
Then everyone burst into laughter as if they had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
“Did I hear that correctly? A pathetic mistress actually thinks she can threaten us?”
“This woman really thinks she’s important! Mrs. Carter is the wife of Goldcrest Group’s CEO. Crushing someone like her would be as easy as stepping on an ant.”
“She can’t do anything to us. All she has left is helpless rage!”
“How humiliating. If I were her, I would’ve smashed my head against a wall already.”
The parents kept me pinned to the ground as they mocked and degraded me.
The onlookers continued condemning me, spitting on me one after another.
Surrounded by her adoring crowd, Noah’s mother walked toward me.
She placed the needle-thin heel of her stiletto against my cheek and pressed down hard.
“Regret?”
Her laughter was shrill and arrogant.
“I’ve never regretted a single thing in my life.”
She ground her heel into my face.
“I’ll be waiting to see how a worthless woman like you plans to make me regret anything.”
The words had barely left her mouth when a fleet of luxury cars came racing down the road.
One after another, they pulled up in front of the school gates.
The doors flew open.
Men in tailored suits rushed out of the cars and charged toward us.
