Chapter 4

Since we were breaking up, I wasn't the one who should leave.

After all, I paid the rent for this place.

In fact, since we got together, Logan hadn't spent a single penny of his own money.

Before, I did it willingly. But now, I saw the truth.

I could never warm Logan's cold heart.

"You two need to leave," I said.

Just then, a voice came from the living room.

I turned around. It was my old boss, Mr. Miller. Behind him stood a wealthy-looking man and woman.

When Mr. Miller saw me, he smiled warmly, as if I were his own daughter. "Mr. and Mrs. Vance, this is Chloe. Your biological daughter!"

Mr. Miller put his arm around my shoulder and brought me to them.

They were total strangers to me. I instinctively took a defensive step back.

"Mr. Miller, what are you doing in my apartment? And who are they?"

Mr. Miller laughed heartily. "Chloe, don't call me Mr. Miller anymore! Soon, you'll be running the Vance Group. My little company will depend on you!"

Hearing the noise, Logan and Ashley walked out.

Ashley gasped. "Oh my god! Is that the billionaire, Robert Vance?!"

I frowned. "You have the wrong person. I'm not your daughter."

The couple hadn't spoken since they entered, but their eyes were glued to me.

Mr. Miller quickly explained, "No mistake, no mistake! They saw the gold locket you left on your desk. Mrs. Vance said she bought it herself at a cathedral. She remembers that scratch on the top right corner perfectly. She could never mistake it."

Mr. Miller handed me the locket.

I looked at the locket, then at the couple.

I grew up in an orphanage. Parents were a foreign concept to me.

Now, two incredibly wealthy people suddenly appeared, claiming to be my biological parents.

I didn't know how to react.

The man grabbed my shoulders. "There's no mistake. The moment I saw you, I knew. You are my daughter!"

The woman beside him was already sobbing.

Her eyes were red as she pulled me into a tight hug. "My sweet girl. My poor baby."

Behind me, Logan and Ashley were whispering.

But under the circumstances, I didn't have the energy to care about them.

The next second, Logan walked over with a smile and put his arm around me. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Vance. I'm Chloe's boyfriend. We've been happily together for five years."

Hearing this, the woman quickly wiped her tears and smiled warmly at Logan. "You two look so good together. When is the wedding? Let me organize it. I want to tell the whole world I found my daughter."

I instinctively stepped back, keeping my distance. "We only have a locket. That doesn't prove anything."

My cold questions didn't upset them.

Instead, their eyes filled with tears. "Sweetheart, trust a parent's instinct. I knew you the moment I saw you."

Logan looked around and smiled. "Chloe, listen to your mom. I think you guys look exactly alike!"

I gave Logan a cold glare.

Half an hour ago, he was screaming at me.

Now, realizing I might be a billionaire's daughter, he immediately changed his face.

I felt sick thinking about the five years I wasted on him. I was heartbroken to see how ugly he had become.

Even though my gaze was icy, Logan didn't care at all.