Chapter 5

A couple of months later, my good-for-nothing ex-husband showed up again.

"Alice Miller, how are you raising your daughter? Tiffany's pregnant!"

David roared at me.

I just said, "Oh."

"So, what do you suggest we do?"

David angrily pointed at me.

"Go take her to get an abortion right now! She's not even an adult, hasn't even gotten into college, and she's pregnant! How can you be a mother?"

I retorted, sticking out my neck.

"She's your daughter too, why are you blaming everything on me?"

In the midst of our argument, Tiffany came home.

She glared at me, then linked her arm through David's.

"Dad, are you here to pick me up?"

David's face was very unnatural.

He immediately started scolding Tiffany.

"You rotten girl! How dare you get pregnant at such a young age! Go to the hospital with your mother and get rid of it!"

Tiffany's resentful eyes shot to me.

I immediately raised my hands.

"I have no objections!"

"You!"

David glared at me, gritting his teeth.

Tiffany pulled David's sleeve, looking pitiful.

"Dad, please take me away. This old woman is driving me crazy! You don't know, Jax Riley is the boss's son! He said as long as I have the baby, he'll give me five million dollars!"

"How much?"

David's eyes lit up.

Tiffany continued to boast proudly.

"Yes, Dad! Jax said his dad making him suffer was a test. As long as I have the baby, his rich dad will give me whatever I want! Unlike some vicious old women who only control me. She can just wait to die alone at home."

The father and daughter mocked me without hesitation.

I sneered inwardly: only an idiot would believe such a clumsy lie.

In my last life, a couple of days after Tiffany got into college, Jax Riley was exposed as a con artist and thrown into jail.

"In that case, I won't hinder your path to riches. Please leave."

I gave them the boot.

David squinted at me.

"Alice Miller, don't you dare regret this. When you're crying and begging me, I won't give you a single penny. Tiffany, let's go with Dad."

"Okay, Dad, don't mind this bad woman."

After sending off that pair of dreamers, I started working on my project transfer application.

In my previous life, to spend more time with Tiffany, I had given up many opportunities for promotion. Now, I would fight for my own glorious future.