Free Web NovelChapter 550: Chapter 550: Thessy’s Demand
Thessy slowly wiped away her tears and looked toward her father.
"Father, you don’t love me anymore."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"After all, your precious biological daughter is connected to me now."
She leaned back against the sofa and laughed softly.
"Trust me. If I truly want to, I can make her wish she were dead. I can make her feel that death itself is a luxury."
The smile on her lips widened.
"So if you continue forcing me, don’t blame me for what happens next."
Hearing those words, Melody’s face immediately turned pale.
Philip clenched his fists tightly. However, Thompson remained completely unmoved.
His expression did not change in the slightest. "Sure."
His voice was calm. "Go ahead."
The calmness in his tone was more frightening than anger.
"Make your own life miserable if that is what you want."
His gaze became even colder. "You know what? I would personally send you to prison if necessary."
He paused before adding mercilessly, "That way, we won’t have to deal with your blackmail anymore."
The moment those words fell, Thessy’s expression froze.
For the first time, genuine panic flashed across her face.
She had expected Melody and Philip to defend her. She had expected tears and emotional manipulation to work.
Conard and Thompson, under Melody and Philip’s pressure, would have to compromise.
Yet Conard and Thompson were completely indifferent.
Both of them were immune to her tricks.
Neither sympathy nor threats seemed capable of moving them.
Taking a deep breath, Thessy looked toward Thompson.
Her eyes were red-rimmed and filled with resentment. "Father."
For the first time, she stopped pretending. "There is no such thing as hatred appearing overnight."
Her voice became sharp. "I have never done anything wrong to you."
She bit her lip. "So why are you always siding with that outsider?"
The words finally revealed the thoughts she had been hiding for years.
Conard immediately sneered. "Outsider?"
His voice was filled with mockery.
"Father knew long ago that Lana was the real daughter."
His gaze locked onto Thessy.
"Do you know why he remained silent?"
Conard slowly crossed his arms.
"Because despite everything, we still intended to raise you. We still intended to treat you as family."
His expression darkened. "So why did you have to go this far?"
For a moment, Thessy became speechless.
Then she hurriedly defended herself. "I didn’t know the truth for very long!"
Her voice rose slightly. "And anyway, Lana had a much better life than me."
Thessy continued speaking.
"She grew up in a wealthy family. She never lacked food or shelter."
Her eyes reddened. "You all know that."
The moment she finished speaking, Conard laughed. "A wealthy family?"
He looked at her as though he had heard a joke.
"You mean the family where she had to earn her own pocket money just to survive?"
His voice dripped with sarcasm.
The moment those words landed, Thessy immediately became agitated.
"It wasn’t like I never struggled!"
She almost shouted.
"Did you forget that our parents were constantly busy during our childhood?"
Tears formed in her eyes again. "There were countless times when I felt lonely too."
However, Conard remained unmoved. "Lonely?"
His gaze sharpened. "At least you had two brothers who loved you."
Every word struck like a hammer. "At least you had family members who always stood by your side."
His voice became colder.
"They protected you. They spoiled you. They never let you down."
Conard took another step forward.
His eyes were filled with disappointment. "But what about Lana?"
His question echoed throughout the room.
"Who stood beside her when she was struggling? Who protected her? Who comforted her when she cried herself to sleep?"
Each question stabbed directly into Thessy’s heart.
Connard’s expression remained icy.
"You keep talking about your suffering."
His voice lowered. "But compared to Lana..."
He paused briefly.
"You were happily fawned over by your three brothers, basking in the warmth of their affection."
The moment Thessy heard those words, however, something inside her snapped.
She lifted her head, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
"So what if it was my destiny to live a good life? What exactly was my mistake? It’s not like I chose any of this. Why do I have to suffer every single day just to make everyone else happy?"
For the first time, Conrad completely lost his temper.
His face darkened with anger as he glared at her.
"Really? You think your mistake wasn’t getting switched at birth?" he shot back coldly.
"No. Your real mistake was learning the truth and then hiding it for your own selfish intentions."
The moment those words landed, Thessy completely broke down.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face as her shoulders trembled violently.
"Why?" she cried. "Why do you hate me so much? You are the most detestable person I’ve ever met!"
Unable to control her emotions any longer, she grabbed a book from the nearby table and hurled it across the room.
The book slammed onto the floor with a loud thud.
Philips immediately stepped forward, panic flashing across his face.
"Brother, stop!" he pleaded. "She’s already on the verge of a breakdown."
Conard merely sneered.
"Keep siding with her like a coward," he replied coldly. "When you finally grow a spine, come back and apologize to me."
With that, he turned toward Thompson.
"I hope we can arrange another meeting once she’s in the right state of mind."
Thompson nodded calmly. "That can be arranged."
He then gestured toward his bodyguards.
The heavily built men immediately began walking toward Thessy.
Fear exploded inside her chest.
"What are you doing?" she screamed as she stumbled backward. "Stop! Stop right now!"
Unfortunately, her resistance was meaningless.
Before anyone could react, one of the bodyguards swiftly grabbed her arm and injected a syringe into it.
The sharp sting pierced her skin.
Phillips instinctively stepped forward. "Wait..."
Before he could finish, Melody stopped him.
"Don’t side with her anymore," Melody said firmly. "She isn’t a child anymore. She needs to learn the consequences of her actions."
Phillips froze. His lips parted slightly.
"But, Mother..."
Yet no words followed.
After being harshly reprimanded multiple times over the past day, he had already begun understanding certain truths.
The anesthesia quickly took effect.
Thessy struggling gradually weakened.
Soon afterward, the bodyguards carried her back to the mansion and gently laid her on the large bed inside her bedroom.
Even then, Thessy continued fighting against the darkness consuming her consciousness.
"Brother..." she murmured weakly. "Brother... help me..."
Those helpless words stabbed directly into Phillips’ heart.
A trace of pain flashed through his eyes.
This was the girl he had practically raised since childhood.
This was the little girl who used to follow him around everywhere with tiny footsteps, calling him "Brother" with a sweet smile.
Now everything had suddenly changed.
Everyone was telling him that she did not belong to them.
Everyone was telling him that Lana was their true sister.
The revelation felt like a bolt of lightning striking him from the heavens.
No matter what the truth was, his memories could not disappear overnight.
To him, Thessy was still that little girl. freёwebnovel.com
Meanwhile, Thessy’s surroundings gradually faded into darkness.
The last thing she felt was overwhelming despair.
’The worst has finally happened...’
The next morning, when she opened her eyes, sunlight filtered through the curtains.
Several bodyguards were already waiting nearby.
Unlike yesterday, she did not struggle.
Several maids carefully checked her condition, ensuring she wasn’t injured anywhere.
They brought her meals on time and treated her politely.
Looking at the breakfast in front of her, Thessy remained silent for a long time before finally picking up her utensils.
It was as though she had already accepted her fate.
Once she finished eating, she was escorted into a large meeting room.
Inside sat Thompson, Melody, Phillips, and Conrad.
Thessy calmly took a seat.
Her expression was frighteningly indifferent. Looking directly at Thompson, she spoke first.
"If you’re here to ask me to give up my position as the Peterson heiress, then I can give it up willingly."
Phillips immediately shook his head.
"No, Thessy. You don’t need to..."
Thessy completely ignored him. "In return, however, I have conditions."
Everyone frowned. Thessy continued.
"I want fifty percent of the Peterson Corporation’s shares."
The moment those words were spoken, Phillips felt a chill run down his spine.
Her voice remained calm.
"I also want all assets, properties, businesses, and shares currently registered under my name transferred to me permanently."
Before anyone could respond, she continued.
"Not only that, I demand that you help me find a suitable husband."
Her words stunned everyone.
