The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System
Chapter 122: Bianca is an Ungrateful Child

Chapter 122: Bianca is an Ungrateful Child

"Enough!" Bianca stood up shaking. Everything felt like a nightmare, especially Mrs. Daniel’s deeply lined face.

Why did she look like she was ten years older than Mrs. Smith, even though she was only 42? Was that her future...? Bianca suddenly knelt before Mr. Smith.

This surprised everyone in the room, all eyes turned to her.

There was finally a glimmer of hope in Mrs. Daniel’s tear filled eyes, she started sobbing uncontrollably.

owever, what Bianca said next left everyone stunned, "Father, brother, have you considered this... Even if Mrs. Daniel deserves her punishment, I am innocent in all of these. I was innocent from start to finish.

I was just a newborn when the swap happened, how could an infant make any decisions?"

"After being your daughter for 15 years, you suddenly tell me I’m not your blood, I’m an usurper.

What could I possibly do?"

"Do I have to pay with my life for the fifteen years I owe Maureen?"

Mrs. Daniel was stunned, her mouth agape as she looked at Bianca, tears comically splattering onto the carpet from the corners of her mouth.

"I’ve sacrificed so much for you... Bianca, you..." What she had sacrificed so much for, her daughter, had branded her as a deserving criminal.

As if all her strength had suddenly been drained away, Mrs. Daniel no longer struggled, she just blankly stared at Bianca. ...

After Maureen witnessed Mrs. Daniel confessed to her crimes and ensuring that she would receive the heaviest punishment, she no longer wanted to stay and listen to this farce.

Upon hearing Bianca’s words, she blankly replied: "So Mrs. Daniel is innocent, Bianca is innocent, and your whole family is innocent.

Then who is guilty? Is it me?" Mr. Smith and Oliver were already indifferent to Bianca’s words.

And just when Mrs. Smith was on the brink of being moved by Bianca’s pitiful state, she was pulled back by Maureen’s words.

Yes, everyone in this whole mess was crying about their innocence.

How ironic was that? They had no right to mention ’innocence’ in front of Maureen.

"Shut up!" Mr. Smith snapped at Bianca, unable to tolerate anymore, "How dare you still call me father?

Remember this, you are the murderer’s daughter, not a Smith!" Bianca trembled, her face pale.

Mr. Smith continued firmly: "Our family has done everything in our power for you.

Everything we’ve invested in you in the past is in the past, we won’t bother asking you to repay us, but from now on, we hope you no longer appear in our sight!

The tuition fees for the three years of school are paid off, so get out of the Smith family and fend for yourself!"

Tears instantly spilled from Bianca’s eyes.

To be cast out just like that? She couldn’t believe it.

Regardless of the past two years since Maureen’s return, was the more than a decade-long bond she had with the Smith family just to be discarded without a stich of remorse? She glanced at Chris and Mrs. Smith in disbelief, only to find them looking away.

She then turned to Oliver—the eldest brother who had doted on her since childhood.

But his face was just as hard and ashen. Indeed, no matter the situation, they couldn’t let Bianca stay in the Smith family any longer.

That they had not taken out their anger on Bianca over Mrs. Daniel’s incident was already the last bit of kindness and reason from them.

After all, those who are educated know that the sins of parents should not fall upon their children.

However, to continue treating Bianca as part of the family, investing money, time, energy, and love into her, that was an impossibility now.

They now knew that she was the daughter of the murderer.

It was enough that their stomachs churned with this knowledge, how could they possibly let bygones be bygones?! Bianca’s legs gave way and she finally fell to the ground.

The atmosphere in the living room was intense and frozen. ... Bianca trembled all over, recalling the dramatic changes she had experienced in her life over the past three months... her brothers, her parents, all had been taken away.

Her friends and she were on different paths... She lost to Maureen in winning the school beauty contest, ranking in examinations.

She felt like a complete failure, sliding slowly into the deepest abyss of life.

Now everyone in school knew she was a cuckoo in the nest, and her birth mother was a nanny who switched babies—who caused all this?

It was all Maureen! Bianca felt indescribable fear, as well as deep-seated hatred.

The despair and resentment that had built up in her heart finally exploded.

She suddenly gritted her teeth and harshly said to Mrs. Smith and her family, "You say I am the daughter of a murderer, unworthy to call your parents, where do you think you stand then?"

The entire Smith family was shocked, staring at her who suddenly blurted out these words. Bianca, like she had come undone, recklessly said,

"You are all accomplices of Mrs. Daniel! Don’t play the perfect victims at this time, and push everything onto Mrs. Daniel and me! When Maureen came back home, you told her not to touch my things, it was you.

You told her not to dirty the carpet, it was you.

You told her to learn some manners from me, it was you--" Bianca stared crazily at Mrs. Smith, each word punctuated, "It was you! Your words pierced her heart, not mine!"

Mrs. Smith breathed heavily, utterly upset, angrily said, "If it weren’t for your pitiful expression, why would I repeatedly defend you?!"

Bianca crawled up from the floor, "That’s your own foolishness!" Mrs. Smith’s face turned bright red, rushing over to slap Bianca’s face,

"You and your mother are both heartless and ungrateful!"

Bianca wiped the tears off her face resentfully, wanted to say something, but Mr. Smith, who had turned pale, waved his hand, signaling two people to drag her out of the house.

Mrs. Smith was rigidly glaring in the direction Bianca was driven away, gasping for breath, dropping heavily onto the sofa, and seemed on the brink of insanity.

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That night, the Smith family’s living room was in utter chaos.

Everyone was like they had just survived an earthquake, shaking and unstable.

Mrs. Daniel and the evidence were handed over to the police station and she was officially detained until the court session.

Bianca was also driven out of the Smith’s house, and Oliver ordered two people to clean up all the things in Bianca’s room, planning to clear everything up and throw it away.

Late into the night. Maureen mysteriously left without uttering a word, leaving only a few people of the Smith family in the empty living room.

Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith looked around in alarm, feeling inexplicably that their whole home was empty; devoid of footsteps, of laughter and cheerful chatter.

The eerily silent atmosphere was like a series of slaps to their faces. It felt as if they had lost everything.

As if they were facing a devastating disaster, and everything could never be as it was before.

Due to this disaster, they finally recognized deep down, that perhaps, as Bianca said, some of it was indeed their own doing.

They were the ones who had made mistakes.

They had, for the sake of a murderer’s child, forever lost their own flesh and blood.

This might well be the most significant punishment in the world.

As parents, they had failed utterly.

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