My Wealthy Father Found Me Scrubbing Floors For His Cruel New Wife
Previously: When Mia took a maid job at a luxury mansion, she had no idea her estranged, wealthy father owned it—or that his cruel new wife was about to exploit her.
Unmasking the Truth
George stood paralyzed in the center of the foyer, his gaze locked onto Mia’s trembling shoulders. The atmosphere in the mansion turned suffocatingly tense. Patricia walked over to her husband, attempting to place a hand on his chest, but George stepped back, his eyes never leaving the crying girl on the floor.
"Mia?" George’s voice shook with an emotion he hadn’t felt in two decades. "Is it really you? What are you doing here... dressed like this?"
Patricia’s eyes narrowed, her smug demeanor faltering. "George, what are you talking about? She’s just the new maid from the agency. I hired her to clean the foyer because she looked cheap."
"She is my daughter, Patricia!" George roared, his voice echoing off the high ceilings.
The wine glass slipped from Patricia’s hand, shattering on the marble floor, the red liquid pooling like blood near Mia's soapy bucket. Patricia gasped, her face twisting in horror. "Your daughter? You said your past was behind you! You told me she didn't want anything to do with you!"
Mia stood up slowly, wiping her wet hands on her apron. She looked directly at her father, her voice trembling but resolute. "You left us, Dad. Mom worked herself to death trying to pay for my college and her treatments. I didn't come here for your money. I came to see if the man who abandoned us was as heartless as I remembered."
George felt a sharp pain in his chest. He had been told by his lawyers years ago that his ex-wife had moved abroad and wanted no contact. Now, looking at his daughter’s worn shoes and tear-stained face, he realized he had been lied to. He turned a furious gaze toward Patricia, who was suddenly looking very guilty.
”He turned a furious gaze toward Patricia, who was suddenly looking very guilty.