Chapter 176 Secrets, Lies, and the Real DaughterÂ
“Didn’t you see? She’s scared of you.”Â
Toby felt something was off. Maya had never been afraid of him. But she was afraid of George.Â
What did he do?Â
Toby narrowed his eyes and pressed, “What have you done?”Â
“I helped her get rid of a kidnapper who was chasing her!” George lifted his chin, clearly waiting for praise. If he had a tail, it would be wagging right now. His eyes curved with a grin that practically said, “Come on, praise me.”Â
“Get rid of?” Raymond was looking down at his phone, but that word made him pause. His tone slowed, almost thoughtful. “So you’re saying you killed someone in front of your sister today?”Â
“Yeah.” George smiled in a strange way. “The blood from his neck sprayed everywhere. He died from blood loss. Got all over me, too.”Â
Maya said nothing.Â
She glanced at Raymond.Â
For some reason, her dad’s expression looked downright creepy.Â
Not far away, a black car slowly came to a stop.Â
The window rolled down halfway, revealing a cold, sharp face.Â
Thomas had been one of the main targets of the ransom, so he had been brought in for questioning. During the police interviews, another daughter of his kept coming up.Â
The girl named Maya.Â
He watched her from a distance. She looked lively, chatting away with her family like nothing had happened.Â
No fear. Not even a hint of timidity.Â
From Kaia’s broken, shaky account, Maya had toyed with the kidnappers inside the school. She was a very smart kid.Â
Thomas leaned slightly against the window, trying to piece together what kind of person this daughter of his really was. He had only met her a few times.Â
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When Kaia was rescued, she had just woken up. Thinking back on what happened today still made her legs weak. The moment she saw Thomas, she rushed into his arms and burst intoÂ
tears.Â
“Dad… Maya… Maya hit me with a stun baton.” Her voice was small, full of grievance.Â
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The kidnappers hadn’t really hurt Kaia. But Maya had knocked her out for real with that baton.Â
Her hands tightened without her noticing, trembling slightly.Â
Thomas looked down at her quietly. “Is that so?”Â
His voice was calm. Too calm.Â
“Why did she hit you? How did the kidnappers find out who she was? Can you answer those questions, Kaia?”Â
Each question cut like a knife.Â
Sharp. Direct. Leaving no place to hide.Â
Kaia wasn’t good at lying.Â
She had been protected too well growing up. Under her father’s questioning, tears streamed down her face.Â
“I told them.” She choked on her words. “But I didn’t lie. They were looking for your real daughter, and I… I’m not.”Â
She had thought about being brave. About admitting everything and not dragging anyone elseÂ
down.Â
But she didn’t have that kind of courage.Â
At her age, being scared wasn’t a crime. Wanting to protect herself wasn’t wrong either.Â
But Thomas couldn’t accept what she had done. Kaia had enjoyed everything that came with that life, including pushing someone else forward without hesitation.Â
People were biased like that.Â
If Kaia had been his real daughter, and she’d given someone else up just to stay alive, Thomas might have called her smart. He might have even felt relieved she was selfish enough to survive.Â
But his real daughter was someone else.Â
And that girl had almost been killed because of her.Â
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Thomas stared out the window for a long time.Â
So long that Kaia thought he wouldn’t speak at all.Â
Then he finally said, “I’m going to send you away.Â
“Do you want to go abroad? Or somewhere new, where no one knows you? I’ll arrange for two people to take care of you.Â
“They’ll stay with you until you can live on your own. I’ll send you money every month. When you turn 18, the money will be yours to manage.Â
“Don’t come back and see me in the future.”Â
Kaia froze.Â
Tears still hung on her face, but she forgot how to cry.Â
Night fell. Police lights flashed outside. Voices filled the air.Â
Kaia sat in the car, shaking her head. “No, I don’t want to go.”Â
The car door was open. Cold night air rushed in, making her tear-streaked face feel icy.Â
“I’m not asking for your opinion, Kaia Jackson. I’m telling you.” It was the first time he had said her full name.Â
“No!!” She grabbed his arm and cried hard. “I was wrong. I won’t do it again. Please don’t do this.”Â
“Besides the people taking care of you. I’ll give you an allowance of about 10,000 dollars a month until you’re 18.Â
“I’ll get a 10,000-dollar allowance?” Kaia’s crying paused. She looked up through blurry eyes, like she didn’t understand the number.Â
Sometimes she spent more than that in a single day.Â
Thomas saw her reaction. His voice softened. “That’s a lot of money, Kaia.”Â
He let out a quiet sigh.Â
He lifted his hand, as if to pat her head, but stopped halfway, then slowly lowered it.Â
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