Ugly Beauty

Prologue “Oh my, what a beautiful child! She looks just like you, Violetta,” a woman covered in make-up and wearing an elaborate gown praised the princess-like six-year-old girl.  The latter bashfully hid behind her mother’s long gown, sweetly smiling.  “She’s my daughter,” the mother replied, proud of herself. “She’ll grow up just like me!”  “Grow up like a w***e, then,” a sarcastic voice commented from the other table.  They were attending a high-class party, and society’s wealthy families were here. People were busy showing off their wealth and children.  The little girl turned to the voice. She couldn’t understand what a w***e meant, but she knew her mother was angry.  She didn’t want her mother to hurt and drink alcohol again. Perhaps she would hit her. The little girl trembled.  “Don’t mind her,” the lady at their table said. “She is just jealous of you, Violetta. I heard Diamond Designs’ CEO is fond of you.”  “Oh, yes,” her mother loudly answers. “Look at the necklace I’m wearing! He gave it to me.”  Thanks to the lady in red, her mother forgot about the evil woman and they changed topics. But the little girl knew she would face her mother’s wrath at home.  The child trembled and hugged herself, wishing in her heart for her Daddy to come home.