Chapter 1

I had just gotten back to my dorm room from classes when I saw my comforter lying on the floor.

On my bed, a stylishly dressed girl was sitting.

My roommates were all gathered around her, gushing over her.

When she saw me, she pulled out a five-hundred-dollar bill from her designer wallet with a cold, haughty look and tossed it onto the floor:

"I'm Willow, I just transferred to your class. I wanted to try out dorm life for the experience. So, this bed is mine now. You can go rent an apartment.”

"My dad is Mr. Sterling, CEO of Sterling Corp. You don't have a problem with that, do you?”

My heart sank as I looked at the girl in front of me, who bore a striking seven-tenths resemblance to my own father.

My dad... he cheated?

My dad was famously devoted to his wife and adored his daughter. I never once imagined he could cheat.

But this girl in front of me looked so incredibly much like him.

I stared blankly at her for a few seconds, then picked up the five-hundred-dollar bill and calmly turned to leave the dorm.

Behind me, I heard my roommates whispering:

"Scarlett really is just some pathetic loser who's never seen anything. Five hundred bucks and she's already losing her mind with happiness!”

"Of course! The Sterling Corp heiress wants her bed, that's like a huge honor for her! She'll probably post about it on SnapChat to brag later!”

"Willow, isn't that outfit the latest limited edition? I saw the launch, it must be over a million dollars! Your dad is so good to you…”

I ignored all the mocking and walked straight to the school parking lot.

I slipped into the waiting Rolls-Royce, always on standby, twenty-four-seven:

"Home.”

Once home, I got out and handed the five hundred dollars to Mr. Davis, the driver:

"Find out everything about someone named Willow. Her fingerprints are on this money.”

"I want all her information, especially her parents.”

After that, I went straight to my parents' room.

The door was ajar, and I immediately saw my mom lying quietly in her specially customized nursing bed.

My dad was sitting beside the bed, holding a bowl of porridge, carefully blowing on each spoon to cool it before gently feeding it to my mom.

His movements were tender, his gaze so soft it could melt.

I had seen this scene for ten years.

Ten years ago, my mom was paralyzed in an accident, and my dad had personally taken care of her like this ever since.

Even though we had nannies and expensive, top-tier nurses.

My dad was never truly at ease.

Feeding her, wiping her down, massaging her, turning her over—as long as he was home, he would do these things himself.

No matter how busy he was with company affairs, he would always come home on time to be with my mom.

Ten years, day in and day out, without a single complaint.

My dad was a renowned entrepreneur in the city, and a universally acknowledged model husband.

He dedicated all his time and love to my mom and me.

So I simply couldn't fathom that such a wonderful husband and father would cheat, much less have an illegitimate daughter who was my age.

Seeing me walk in, a flicker of surprise crossed my dad's face:

"Scarlett? I thought you said you'd be staying at the dorm recently to prepare for your college entrance exams? Why are you back so suddenly?”

I looked at him calmly:

"Nothing much. Just suddenly wanted to come back and see Mom, and see you too.”

I walked over, naturally taking the bowl from my dad's hand: "I'll feed her. You can rest for a bit.”

My dad didn't insist. He handed me the bowl, looking at my mom with a pleased smile:

"See? Our daughter is so thoughtful.”

I lowered my head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to my mom's lips, then casually spoke:

"Dad, a pretty interesting girl transferred to our class today.”

My dad's attention was entirely on my mom. He didn't even lift his head, asking distractedly, "Oh? What's so interesting about her?”

"She looks very familiar, especially her eyes and brows. They're strikingly similar to yours.”

After saying that, I looked deeply at my dad, asking in a calm voice:

"Dad, you haven't secretly had a mistress and a love child, have you?”