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Chapter 9 Disown Her

Dustin's parents frowned at their son's words. Obviously, they were very unhappy at what he had said.

They received a few indecent pictures last night. They had read them for only five seconds and then

those pictures deleted themselves. They didn't even have the opportunities to save them.

But five seconds were long enough for them to identify the person. That should be Lydia, the girl

standing in front of them right now.

The girl was just like her sister. She looked well-behaved and elegant but acted otherwise. A woman

like her didn't deserve a gentleman like their son.

"No! Your family had lost all your credits!" Caroline answered decisively.

Zachary nodded and added, "Don’t worry, Dustin. We'll find you another noble lady! We don't deserve

the 'nice' ladies from the Coleman family!"

Mr and Mrs. Coleman were confused when they saw their decisive face. They understood they would

look down upon Patricia, but they didn't understand why they would reject Lydia.

Dustin held Lydia's hand, and looked serious. "Lydia, please wait for me! I'll persuade my parents! I will

marry you!"

The paparazzi's eyes lit up when they heard that. That was unexpected! They raised their cameras in

excitement and kept shuttering.

Mr and Mrs. Coleman sent the paparazzi away. They didn't let it out until they were back into their own

room.

"What wrong with the Sparks? We promised we'll replace Patricia with Lydia, why did they say that?"

Wesley's hands slapped heavily on the sofa; his face flushed with anger. Miranda patted him on the

back and tried to calm him down. "Don't be so mad... it's bad for your health."

Lydia covered her eyes with her hands, pretending to be weeping, "Dad, Mom, I've already made the

concession, but I was turned down! What a shame! I would never be able to find a man in the future!"

"Stop crying, Lydia. You don't need them to marry you! You deserve better! I just don't understand why

they were doing that. They liked you before."

Wesley rubbed his temples and trying to figure it out.

A calculating expression emerged in Lydia's eyes. She asked, "Is it possible that they were blaming me

for what Patricia has done? Why did she do that? I don't care if she had ruined my reputation, but what

about our group?" She said and cried even more aggrieved.

Hearing what Lydia said, the Angry Wesley now blamed all the mistakes on Patricia.

"Yes! That's right! It was all Patricia's fault! She had done nothing for the family and kept bringing us

trouble!"

Wesley slapped on the sofa and said, "Bring the ungrateful brat down here!"

A while later, Miranda took Patricia downstairs.

"Patricia, let me ask you one more time! Are you going to have the abortion or not!" Wesley looked at

Patricia with a furious face, trying to threaten her.

Patricia covered her belly firmly. She looked decisive and said, "I'll never let you do that, unless over

my dead body!"

Wesley couldn't help but clapped his hands and said with a vicious smile, "Fine! If you want to keep the

baby, you should have it somewhere else! I will disown you and drive you out of this family! From now

on, Lydia would be my only daughter, and you will have nothing to do with this family!"

Miranda and Lydia were dumbfounded upon hearing his roaring.

"Honey, I think we should discuss that."

Lydia lowered her head and began to laugh because everything was going on just as she had

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Wesley snorted. Miranda's words seemed to carry little weight on him. "What discussion? She had

already ruined Lydia's future! We don't know what headlines we'll read tomorrow! Keeping her in this

house will cause us endless troubles."

Patricia forced a malicious sneer. She took a few steps forward and asked, "I'm useless now, so you've

decided to abandon me, right?"

A servant handed a suitcase to Wesley and said, "Sir, we've packed her things."

Wesley kicked the suitcase to Patricia and said, "Don't call us Mom and Dad. We're no longer our

family. We wish we never had you. Now get your stuff and get out of my house!"

Patricia picked the suitcase on the ground without any response.

Lydia hastily helped her to pick up the suitcase, but she accidentally failed and fell onto the ground by

herself.

Patricia tried to catch her out of instinct, but she fell down, too.

It looked like Patricia had pushed Lydia down onto the ground on purpose.

"Ouch! It hurts! I know you're unhappy with me, but I'm trying my best to help you! I've forgiven you for

ruining my reputation! Isn't it enough for you?"

Lydia raised her tear-stained face and looked at Patricia. She looked so wronged and grieved.

Miranda came and supported Lydia immediately. She was very upset. "Patricia! You're so self-willed!

Maybe your father has made the right decision! It's time for you to learn some lessons and grow up!"

Wesley was a grumpy man. He couldn't stand it anymore after Patricia pissed him off again and again.

Patricia sneered and shook her head at Lydia who was sitting on the floor and pretending to be

innocent.

She bent down and picked up the case. Then she put on a disgusted face and dusted the suitcase

Lydia had touched.

"Lydia, you're born to be an actor, because you're so talented."

Wesley grabbed Patricia by the collar and dragged her all the way to the door. Then he threw her out of

the door, regardless of her pregnancy.

Patricia could barely maintain her balance when she was thrown away. As she raised her head, the

door in front her was closed mercilessly.

She shook her head, dragged the suitcase and walked out of the villa.

As soon as she walked out, a bunch of paparazzi lurking around blocked her way.

"Miss Coleman, have you really slept with an old man?"

"Why did you do it? Any story behind it?"

“You are out with a suitcase, is it because you are driven out this time?"

"Miss, I heard you've brought bad influence on your sister's reputation. What's your opinion on this

issue?"

The crowd kept pushing and shoving her. She frowned and tried to protect her baby.