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The Abandoned Daughter's Secret Golden Fortune

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 1058    |    Released on: Today at 19:07

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The Abandoned Daughter's Secret Golden Fortune
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“After being kidnapped for years and finally rescued, five-year-old Izzy thought she was going home to her wealthy biological family. But when the social worker brought her to the freezing bus station, her biological father, Conrad, didn't even get out of his Mercedes. He took one look at her tangled hair and worn-out shoes, his lip curling in disgust. "I have a real family now. I'm not disrupting my life for this." He drove away, leaving her choking on his exhaust fumes. When her rough, grease-stained uncle Bryan forcefully brought her to the family mansion, things only got worse. Her biological mother refused to touch her, complaining that she smelled like a dumpster. Her half-sister Katelynn pushed her to the ground, making her bleed, and framed her for stealing. Instead of helping, Conrad roared at Izzy, calling her a wild animal and threatening to throw her back onto the streets. Izzy stood there shivering in her oversized rags, watching them stand together in a perfect, unbroken circle. She didn't understand why her own blood looked at her like she was a monster, or why they were so eager to throw a traumatized child back into the dark. But what her wealthy family didn't know was that Izzy had a secret: she could hear plants talking. And the greenhouse orchids were screaming at their cruelty. So, she climbed onto their expensive coffee table, pointed at her mechanic uncle, and made her choice. "I don't want Conrad to be my daddy. I want Uncle Bryan." She walked out of that loveless mansion forever, ready to follow the whispers of an old apple tree in her new backyard-a tree that was about to guide her to a buried fortune of gold.”