My Billionaire Daughter Left Me to Die: Now She Wants Me Back?

At the scene of the car crash, I pooled every last drop of my strength to beg my daughter for help. But she stepped right on my bleeding hand, walking past me to save her biological mother, who only had a few minor scratches.

Shivering from the coldness of her betrayal, I choked out a question, asking her why.

She just sneered, her eyes dripping with contempt:

"Did you really think I didn’t know? You only adopted me to use me for your social status. My real mother is a billionaire. And you? You're just a stepping stone on my way to the top."