Chapter 2

The classmates immediately chimed in one after another.

"Hurry up and buy that bag for Hannah, or you might not even get a meal at home in the future."

"Quickly pack up everything Hannah looked at earlier, then pay for it all."

"In my opinion, you might as well just hand over your black card to Hannah. After all, you're family now, it's much easier to let Hannah choose what she likes herself."

...

Seeing them about to snatch the card from my bag, I finally snapped back to reality:

"Wait a minute, my father has been dead for twenty years. How can you claim to be pregnant with his child? Show me some proof!"

Upon hearing me mention that my father was dead, Hannah's face changed instantly, and she started cursing at me loudly.

Her shouting was giving me a splitting headache, and I couldn't help but raise my voice:

"If you have the guts, call my father here right now to confront me face to face! If he personally admits it, forget about the bags and the card, I'll give you all the family assets!"

Hannah hesitated slightly.

But she still took out her phone and walked aside to make a call, then turned back and glared at me smugly:

"Just you wait, your dad happens to be nearby. He'll be here in less than half an hour."

We all went into the VIP room to wait.

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and Hannah immediately called out excitedly, "Uncle Robert!"

I looked towards the sound and saw a familiar figure appear in the doorway.

I unconsciously called out, "Dad?"

Hearing this "Dad", the smile on Hannah's face became even more arrogant.

She immediately changed her demeanor, walking to Robert Thompson's side with a pitiful look:

"Uncle Robert, you've finally arrived. I and the three babies in my belly almost couldn't see you again."

Robert Thompson didn't even glance at me. Instead, he anxiously looked Hannah up and down.

Only after confirming she was alright did he breathe a sigh of relief:

"What happened? Didn't you say on the phone earlier that you fell here and almost had a miscarriage?"

Hannah's tears instantly streamed down her face: "I almost did have a miscarriage!

After Emily found out about us, she went crazy. If it weren't for these classmates protecting me, I really would have lost my life."

I frowned and glanced at the surveillance cameras around:

"Just now, I only—"

Before I could finish speaking, Hannah suddenly walked in front of me and knelt down heavily:

"Emily, I understand why you hate me.

You look down on someone like me who crawled out of a poor mountain village.

Although you sponsored my scholarship, it was only to make others think you were kind-hearted. You never truly wanted to help me."

"I also know that now that I'm with your father, you must think I'm a gold digger who's just after money.

But I truly love Uncle Robert. Love knows no age difference."

Originally, Robert Thompson wanted to take Hannah to live in that suburban apartment, but Hannah firmly refused.

While she claimed that being with Robert wasn't about the money, she insisted on moving into my mansion.

Her excuse was that she wanted to build a relationship with me.

What I didn't expect was that after Hannah moved in, she completely changed into a different person.

Whenever Robert wasn't home, she shamelessly revealed her true colors.

"Emily Clarke, I'm carrying three heirs to the Clarke family in my belly, and you're feeding me this garbage food?"

"I clearly said I wanted to eat sea cucumber, yet you made a bowl of noodles. What's that supposed to mean?"

"I know you used to give me that scholarship handout, but now I'm your stepmother. If it weren't for my kindness, you would have been kicked out of this house long ago."