Rara couldn’t believe that her mistaken identity compensation was gone just like that. Her face turned deathly pale as the realization hit her.
Mr. Smith, who had already pushed his wife onto the bed, was not a man who tolerated people without value. He stared coldly at Rara and snapped angrily, "Are you calling me a liar?"
Rara trembled in fear. She had never been on the receiving end of her father's wrath, but she had witnessed him lashing out at Rora.
Mrs. Smith quickly got up from the bed and stood protectively in front of her daughter. "Honey, calm down," she urged.
"Calm down?" Mr. Smith sneered, his voice rising. "How can I possibly be calm when I have lost everything? The company won't last a day, and we will declare bankruptcy without the financial support of the Hill Corporat
