My mom favors my brother’s wife, Vivian, and forced my sick daughter to donate bone marrow to her son. I was furious and posted online a video of them dragging my daughter to the hospital, exposing them to massive cyberbullying. Mom cried and grabbed my hand, apologizing: “I’m sorry, we were wrong!” “Vivian was just worried about her son. Please don’t hold it against her.” As a mother myself, I understood Vivian’s feelings. I even posted a video online to clear her name and bought gifts for her and my nephew as an apology. Just as I was about to visit them in person, my daughter’s kindergarten teacher called. “Hello, two women claiming to be your family picked up your daughter.” “They said you asked them to take her to the hospital for a checkup.” My body went rigid, and all the blood in my veins turned ice cold. The teacher on the other end was still seeking confirmation: “These two seemed really urgent. Lily’s mom, do you know them?” The teacher sent me a video. Mom was standing at the kindergarten entrance, arguing with the security guard. “I’m here to pick up my granddaughter from school. What gives you the right to stop me?” “Why do you need to notify my daughter? We wouldn’t hurt the child, would we?” Vivian was on her tiptoes, peering into the kindergarten, her face full of barely concealed urgency. I suppressed the unease churning in my gut. “Mrs. Carter, please don’t let them take the child. I’m coming right now.” I slammed on the gas, calling Mom over and over while driving. Every time, all I got was the busy tone of an unanswered call. Anxiety consumed me. I could only rush toward the kindergarten at top speed. But just as I was about to reach the kindergarten entrance. A pitch-black car shot out from a corner and slammed directly into my front end. When I saw the license plate, my heart went completely cold. My brother Jackson opened his door and walked over to tap on my window. “Rachel, get out and let’s handle this accident.” “I’ve already called the police and the insurance company. We’ll follow the proper procedures.” My body froze, my entire heart clenching tight. He did this on purpose. He hit my car and insisted on going through the accident claim procedures. By the time everything was processed, it would be hours later. That much time was more than enough for Mom and Vivian to take my daughter. I bit down hard, my eyes burning with unshed tears. “Did you do this on purpose?” “Lily is your niece!” Jackson lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke. “My son is still lying in a hospital bed.” “Rachel, your daughter is a son of a bitch who doesn’t even know who her father is. What’s the point of caring about her so much?” My ears rang. I stared at my brother in disbelief. I knew Vivian hated me. I knew she spread divisive rumors. The rumor that I slept around with dozens of men and gave birth to a daughter came from her mouth. But I never imagined my own brother—born from the same mother—would believe it so easily. And now he was humiliating me and my daughter in broad daylight. I clenched my teeth until my eyes turned red with rage. “Jackson, you think blocking me here means they can take my daughter?” “You’re dreaming.” The moment I finished speaking, Jackson’s phone rang. His expression changed, and his sharp gaze pierced straight through me. “Rachel, you’re a bastard!” “You sent people after your own mother and Vivian. If anything happens to them, I’ll never forgive you!” With that, he turned, yanked open his car door, slammed on the gas, and sped away. Seeing his reaction, I breathed a sigh of relief. My daughter’s kindergarten was the best I could find after extensive research. Without my permission, there was no way anyone could take the child. After arranging for my car to be towed, I hailed a cab to the kindergarten. It was exactly dismissal time. I pushed through the crowd and rushed to my daughter’s teacher. “Mrs. Carter, I’m here to pick up Lily.” The teacher unconsciously avoided my eyes, speaking haltingly. “Lily? Lily… your mother just picked her up.”
I froze in place, the blood in my veins turning to ice. Rage shot straight to my head. “Didn’t I say no one could pick up my child without my permission?” The teacher looked away guiltily and hurriedly pointed in a direction. “The principal approved it. There was nothing I could do.” “But they just left. They’re over there.” I whipped my head around just in time to see Mom and Vivian shoving my daughter into a car. As the car door was about to close, my eyes blazed with fury: “Someone’s kidnapping a child! Stop them!” Hearing my voice, they moved even faster. But this was a kindergarten—the one place that couldn’t tolerate child abduction. A swarm of people rushed forward and surrounded the car. Mom and Vivian got out holding Lily. Before I could say anything, the two of them dropped to their knees in front of me. Mom hunched over, tears streaming down her face: “Rachel, you can’t be this heartless. Your nephew is dying. How can you refuse to save him?” Vivian’s eyes were also red as she explained to the onlookers: “We’re not kidnapping a child. My son is dying. We just wanted her daughter to do a compatibility test.” “But she’s never liked me and refuses to save my son. I had no other choice!” Mom took Vivian’s hand, and the two of them stood united against me, intimate and aligned. As if I, the biological daughter, was the complete outsider. I trembled with rage, my voice shaking terribly as I questioned her. “Mom, is Vivian’s child precious while mine is worthless?” I lunged forward and pulled my daughter into my arms. My voice was hoarse with desperation: “She’s so young, and you know her condition. You’re trying to kill her!” Mom straightened up, her eyes filled with disappointment as she looked at me. “Rachel, how did I raise a daughter like you?” “You slept around with men and had this child at twenty. We helped you raise her!” “Now your nephew is sick, and to let him die, you’re even making up lies about Lily being ill!” The parents who had just helped me stop the car now began to lecture me. “Miss, it’s just a compatibility test. It’s not a big deal.” “Who knows, maybe one day you or your daughter will need their help.” Listening to their remarks, I was so angry I wanted to laugh. My daughter was diagnosed with a bleeding disorder at birth. Even a tiny cut could be fatal for her. All these years I’ve been so careful, never letting her get hurt or bleed. But now my own mother was conspiring with Vivian to twist the truth, trying to force me to let my daughter save their grandson and son. I held my daughter tight and backed away step by step. “Impossible. I will never let you harm my daughter.” Just as I was about to break through the crowd, Jackson jumped out of his car. His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed my arm and tried to shove me into the vehicle. I was too weak to break free no matter how hard I struggled. The people around just watched coldly. No one was willing to help. My daughter clung to my neck, crying hysterically in terror. My eyes reddened, my voice shaking violently. “Don’t do this!” “Lily really can’t save Dylan!” “If you really do something to Lily, her father will never let you go!”
My brother Jackson fell silent for a moment, then burst into mocking laughter. His contemptuous gaze swept over me as he sneered: “Rachel, you’ll say anything to avoid saving my son.” “When you were twenty and got knocked up, we kept asking who the father was and you refused to say. Now suddenly the father appears?” I panicked. Just as he was about to pull me into the car, I suddenly remembered—Lily’s father had given her a cross necklace to prove her identity. I quickly pulled the necklace out from around my daughter’s neck. “This is what her father left for Lily! Every child in their family has one. Her father is—” Before I could finish, Mom rushed forward and slapped me hard across the face. “What nonsense are you spouting! That thing is clearly mine!” “You’re nothing but a thief!” Vivian also rushed to my side and grabbed the cross necklace. Her shrill scolding exploded in my ears. “This necklace was clearly left to me by my parents!” “Rachel, you even dared to steal this. I’ll never forgive you!” She began punching and kicking me like she was venting her rage. Fists and slaps rained down on my face like hail. I held my daughter in my arms, gritting my teeth and enduring, not daring to relax for even a moment, terrified she might hurt my daughter. While dodging, I caught sight of the corners of Vivian’s mouth curling up in a sly smirk. Mom and Jackson watched coldly. They made no move to stop Vivian. “Rachel, get on your knees right now and apologize to Vivian, then take Lily to the hospital for the compatibility test.” “Otherwise, you and your son of a bitch daughter can never set foot in our house again! Without us taking care of you, you two can just wait to die outside!” My body went rigid. I stared at Jackson in disbelief. He grew up with me. He was one of my closest family members. But now, for the sake of a scheming outsider, he was insulting me and threatening to kick me and my daughter out of the family. My heart went completely cold. “Kick us out? Fine.” “Jackson, believe it or not, the moment we leave, your family will be destroyed!” Lily’s biological father wielded tremendous power. It was only because of internal family conflicts over the years that he couldn’t appear openly by our side. To compensate us mother and daughter, he continuously invested in Jackson’s company and sent order after order to Jackson’s business. Otherwise, with Jackson’s abilities, there’s no way he could have run the company so successfully. Three days ago, Lily’s father sent me a message saying the family conflicts had been resolved and he would come meet my family as soon as possible and take Lily and me home. I had even specifically asked him to help find someone who might successfully match with my nephew. But now, none of that mattered anymore. Jackson suddenly broke into laughter, tears streaming from his eyes. “Rachel, have you lost your mind?” “Who the hell do you think you are to destroy my family? I should send you to a hospital to get your brain checked!” Mom grabbed my arm. “Jackson, don’t waste words on her.” “Today Lily must do the compatibility test with my grandson!” The three of them worked together to push me into the car. Jackson slammed on the gas and raced toward the hospital. I curled up in the back seat holding my daughter, my heart filled with terror. What could I do to stop all this? Just as I was at a loss, my daughter sobbed and tugged at my sleeve. She pointed at the GPS watch on her wrist. “Mommy, Daddy’s almost here.”
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