On the other hand, Stella, in order to win more love from her father, would often tell harmless little lies to compete with Liam for their father's affection, but he didn't seem to mind much.
Thinking about it now, perhaps that was a huge mistake.
"Daddy, she stole the clothes! They were in my room just now, and now they're gone, but she has a set in her hands. How could she not be the one who stole them?" Stella stubbornly insisted. How could it be such a coincidence that the little girl arrived, and her things disappeared, just as the girl happened to have a set?
"It's not her because Daddy had given her a Barbie doll just like yours." Simon Carrington said with certainty.
"What?" Stella widened her eyes, then began to be unyielding. "Daddy is the worst. Didn't you say that everything you gave me was unique in this world? I don't want that doll anymore, I don't like having the same thing as someone else. I hate Daddy—"
