Chapter 9 Save My Child!
"You!" Sienna's face turned livid with anger.
"Oh come on, Daisy, don't talk to Sienna like that." Vanessa quickly tried to smooth things over, putting another piece of food on Vincent's plate with her utensils, saying gently, "We're just looking out for you, worried you'll wear yourself out."
"Besides, I know something about that project. It requires extremely high professional standards to pull off. I think instead of being stubborn about a project that's hard to handle, you'd be better off doing something you're actually good at. Don't you think?"
Her words seemed conciliatory, but they actually dismissed Daisy's abilities as worthless, firmly defining her value as nothing more than serving others.
Daisy was about to argue back when she suddenly noticed Max had somehow slipped down from his chair and was now crouching next to her document bag on the empty chair beside her.
Inside that bag were the preliminary cooperation proposal summary she and Ethan had organized that afternoon, along with some important technical reports!
Daisy's heart tightened, and she shouted sharply, "Don't touch that!"
But it was too late.
Max was startled by her sudden shout, then as if provoked into defiance, not only didn't stop but grabbed the document bag and yanked it hard!The paper bag couldn't withstand a child's brute force and instantly tore open, documents spilling out like snowflakes, scattering all over the floor.
She rushed over quickly, but Max, as if she deliberately antagonizing her, jumped right onto the documents on the floor, stomping all over them, laughing and shouting, "Auntie Daisy is a big dummy, a dummy who can't do anything, come catch me if you can!"
Daisy felt a surge of hot blood rushing to her head!
Looking at the documents on the floor being trampled beyond recognition—those were the result of countless days and nights of her hard work!
Of course, there were backups on the computer, but seeing her hard work insulted like this, she still felt an indescribable rage!
She was shaking with anger and said sternly to Sienna, "Sienna! Look at what your son did! This is the good son you raised?! Make him apologize to me right now! Pick up those documents!"
Sienna was stunned by her attitude. In her memory, she had never seen Daisy so harsh and severe.
Then her eyebrows shot up, and she slammed the table and stood up, "Daisy! What are you yelling about! They're just some pieces of paper! What does a kid know! What's wrong with him playing with them? You're an adult arguing with a child—where's your sense of proportion?! Do you know you scared my son?"
"Besides, if they're so important, didn't you make backups?"
Vincent also said coolly, "If you don't even make backups, I'd say the money I invested in you before might as well have been thrown in the water."
Daisy couldn't help but say, "You think that's what I mean? If something you valued was destroyed, belittled and mocked, could you really remain unmoved?"
After speaking, a huge sense of grievance welled up inside her. She bit her lip hard, feeling a suffocating pain in her chest.
It was one thing for Sienna to be unreasonable, but Vincent too... She had never before this moment so clearly realized that this man had never respected her!
Perhaps in his eyes, she was a qualified high-class servant, a maid who handled all his household affairs. No matter how well she did, a servant would always be a servant, never worthy of an ounce of his respect!
He had never believed she had the ability to do research. The reason he was willing to invest in her before was simply because the amount wasn't much—he was just indulging her foolishness.
Now that she was truly serious about the project, in his eyes, she was just taking her foolishness too far.
Daisy smiled bitterly.
This was the man she had devoted her heart to for six years, the man she had once deeply loved.
Just as she was about to say something, Vanessa stepped forward once again. She looked somewhat helpless, let out a soft sigh, walked to her side, patted her shoulder, and patiently consoled her, "Daisy, don't be angry. Max is still young and doesn't understand anything. Even if he did something wrong, we're adults—can we really hold it against a child?"
Her voice was gentle, full of apology, "If you're really angry, I'll apologize to you on his behalf, okay? We're all family, harmony is most important. There's no need to make everyone unhappy over such a small thing, right?"
As she spoke, she turned and poured a cup of hot tea, holding it with both hands and presenting it to Daisy, her posture extremely humble, her tone sincere, "Daisy, I'm sorry. Whatever went wrong, it's all my fault. I didn't watch the child properly."
"Please be the bigger person and don't argue with a child. Have this cup of tea and calm down, okay?"
Her performance made the angry Daisy beside her seem even more petty and unforgiving.
Sienna showed a satisfied expression, and Vincent's furrowed brow relaxed slightly.
Daisy looked at the teacup held out before her, steam rising from its rim. She just felt the atmosphere here was utterly disgusting.
If this really was, as Vanessa said, a family matter, then what was she? Why should Vanessa be the one apologizing?
Daisy didn't want to accept it, nor did she want to say another word to these people. She just wanted to immediately leave this suffocating place.
She instinctively raised her hand, wanting to push away the teacup Vanessa was offering, and said coldly, "I don't need your apology. Please move aside."
Her movement wasn't forceful—she just wanted to deflect it.
However, the moment Daisy's fingertips barely touched the rim of the teacup, there was a scream.
Vanessa looked as if she'd been forcefully shoved, the entire cup of tea spilling on herself, and she stumbled backward awkwardly, landing hard on the floor.
She cried out, her expression pained as she bit her lip, both hands clutching her lower abdomen as if in extreme agony, her body curling forward.
"Nessa!" Vincent's face changed dramatically, and he shot up and rushed over.
Sienna also screamed in fright. "Nessa! What's wrong?!"
Luna was so anxious she was about to cry. She pushed Daisy hard and shouted, "What are you doing bullying Auntie Vanessa! If anything happens to Auntie Vanessa, I'll never forgive you!"
Daisy stared blankly at Luna, the color draining from her face. The words cut deeper than any knife.
Everyone crowded around Vanessa with concern, while she curled up on the floor, her body trembling slightly. On the hem of her light beige dress, a small patch of vivid, dark red blood was spreading at a visible rate!
Vanessa looked panicked too.
"Vince, my stomach, it hurts so much. Am I... am I having a miscarriage? Save... save the baby... save our baby..."
Vincent's expression was dark, his jawline tense, and he shot Daisy a vicious glare before calling for an ambulance.