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Chapter 798: Chapter 792: Reaping the Bitter Fruit 8

This remark sounded extremely ironic to Miranda Dalton.

She looked at Cynthia Morgan in disbelief, her lips tightly bitten, bloodshot eyes filled with tears, identical to Cynthia Morgan’s previous state of collapse.

"What did he say?"

Cynthia Morgan swallowed and held her shoulders.

Miranda Dalton brushed her hand away and angrily questioned, "I’m asking you, what does he mean? What about taking orders?!"

Seeing the disgust and anger in her eyes, Louis Dalton furrowed his brows: "Just as you understand it."

She had imagined who her biological parents would be; even if not from a wealthy family, at least an ordinary one.

But reality told her that she was born from an accident, the daughter of a minor official.

This realization made her head buzz, unwilling to believe.

She shoved Cynthia Morgan away, shouting angrily: "I don’t believe it! How can I be the daughter of a duck?"

That statement was too blunt.

Tiana Thorne furrowed her brows. From what she understood, Louis Dalton was merely a pawn, used by Cynthia Morgan.

Even if he never lived with Miranda Dalton, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s her father.

A dog doesn’t resent a poor home, a child doesn’t chide an ugly mother.

The same logic applies, no matter what Louis Dalton used to do, he gave her life, and all these years, she never honored her filial duty. On what grounds can she hurt his self-esteem?

Moreover, while despising her father, why not reflect on herself? What is she doing?

She hasn’t realized that her current work is merely inheriting her father’s career.

She couldn’t help but think of a phrase: Hold oneself to the standards of a sinner, hold others to the standards of a god.

Born human, who is more noble than whom?

All nobility is based on mutual respect; failing even this, one is unworthy.

Louis Dalton’s expression stiffened, the anger in his chest gradually dissipating, ultimately leaving only a sense of helplessness, as he bowed his head without a word.

Seeing this, Miranda Dalton’s last shred of pride vanished.

What she thought was noble bloodline, in the end, turned out to have such a family background.

What she believed was an esteemed identity, ultimately, she had to surrender it.

Ha ha ha ha...

Miranda Dalton stepped back several paces, looking at the people in the room, she laughed madly, tears streaming down her face.

Looking at Tiana Thorne sitting on the sofa, surrounded by her once-loving parents and brothers, with just one glance, her heart was filled with extreme pain.

At this moment, she finally understood what true hell was.

She was destined never to surpass Tiana Thorne, she lost in terms of lineage.

Pointing at them, she questioned, "Did you call me here just to laugh at me, didn’t you?"

Tiana Thorne didn’t respond, because she was unworthy.

From start to finish, no more words were spoken, those eyes looked at her without a hint of anger, as if looking at someone insignificant.

This feeling was unbearable for Miranda Dalton.

She used to be the proud daughter of the heavens, why has she fallen to such a state?

She didn’t even look at her biological parents, trying to awaken the love Rouge Jarvis and Graham Ford once had for her, calling them: "Dad, Mom, look at me, I’m Meredith, your daughter."

May Sloane saw her bloodshot eyes, seemingly on the verge of collapse, feeling like she was about to go mad at this moment.

Rouge Jarvis and Graham Ford remained indifferent.