Chapter 5: Father

The old Blair Family Mansion was located in a rather remote area in City B back then. When Grandpa Samuel Blair bought this piece of land, he enjoyed the quiet environment here, and then he built the Blair family's old house according to his preferences, combining ancient charm with modern architecture and subtly blending the Ming and Qing styles, which was quite unique.

There were many antiques collected by him in the old house, from the mahogany bed in Helen's room to vases and snuff bottles, all of which were quite valuable. However, the Blair family updated their security system every two years, using the latest technology, so they were not worried about being targeted by thieves.

Auntie Eva, on the other hand, had been working as an old servant for the Blair family for many years. She had witnessed the major events of the Blair family, such as Isabella's wedding, Helen's birth, the successive deaths of Mr. Blair and Isabella, and now, Sebastian Carter marrying a new woman into the family.

Auntie Eva had worked for the family for over twenty years, and every member of the Blair family treated her like family, and she also had deep feelings for the Blairs. Originally, she had retired and returned home, but because of Isabella's death, knowing that Helen was heartbroken, she specifically came back to accompany her.

Auntie Eva applied medicine to Helen's wound and told her to rest well. Then, she walked to the door, turned off the light, and left the room.

After Auntie Eva left, Helen turned on a lotus-style wall lamp beside her bed, and the dim light gradually spread out.

Helen got out of bed and walked to her mother's portrait. First, she offered incense to her mother, and then she quietly looked at the gentle smile on her mother's face in the portrait, feeling a surge of heartache.

Why didn't God let her be reborn before her mother died? Then, she would surely try her best to prevent Amelia Walker's schemes from succeeding and surely let her mother live! At that time, doctors clearly said there was a 60% chance. If it hadn't been for Amelia Walker and Sebastian Carter, her mother would have survived!

Thinking of this, Helen's heart filled with uncontrollable hatred again.

How should she punish them?

She had no evidence that Amelia Walker and Sebastian Carter conspired to anger her mother to death, and legally, she could not deal with them. She was only 14 years old. Although her mother had left her 15% of the Blair Group shares, since she was not of age, those 15% of shares were still in her father's hands. Moreover, her father coaxed her into signing an authorization letter last year. The authorization stated that she would not be allowed to take back those shares until she turned 25, and the dividends before 25 were also in her father's hands. She had no control over them. All her expenses had to come from her father.

When she signed the authorization letter, she naturally trusted her father wholeheartedly, without any doubt. If she couldn't even trust her own family in this world, who else could she trust?

But the reality told her that her previous thoughts were a big joke!

The so-called wholehearted trust of her mother and herself led to death!

The reality now was that Sebastian Carter held both her mother's 35% shares and her own 15% shares, making him the majority shareholder of the Blair Group, with absolute power! And she, although the only bloodline of the Blair family, cannot make decisions in either the Blair Group or the Blair Family Mansion, and had to watch Sebastian Carter's face.

With such a situation, what capital did she have to punish them?

Running away from home? Living a life on her own, with out of sight, out of mind? Then watch them enjoy the wealth left by her mother after killing her, and living a life full of unlimited honor and comfort?

She couldn't do it! Even if she died again, she couldn't do it!

The enemies were right in front of her, but she couldn't do anything to them, which made her feel anxious in her heart. She knelt down, clenched her lower lip, and used all her strength to suppress the urge to scream.

Stay calm, stay calm, Helen, take it slow, take it slow, there must be a way!

She kept telling herself.

A bloody taste surged in her mouth, and the bloody stimulation slowly calmed her down.

Although she couldn't kill them all at once, there was something she could do right now...

She raised her head, her eyes shining in the darkness.

Amelia Walker, you killed my mother just to marry into the family and enjoy a good life! Enjoy the wealth left by my mother! I won't let you have your way! If you want to enter the house...

Dream on!

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Early the next morning, Helen got up, tidied up and could hardly recognize the naive face in the mirror. She pursed her lips, and the naive face in the mirror revealed a calmness that didn't match her age. She looked at herself and said, "Come on, Helen, the enemy knows but I don't, you can do it!"

She took a white dress from the wardrobe, put it on, and then went out the door, following the intricately carved wooden staircase to the first floor.

She looked at the Blair Family Mansion in her memory, the place where she grew up.

The furniture in the hall was all made of top-quality Phoebe, arranged in a modern layout. On the entire north wall, there was a long-scroll landscape ink painting, which was magnificent and overwhelming. In one corner of the hall stood a half-person-tall multicolored vase from the Qing Dynasty Daoguang period. Hanging from the ceiling was a gold-gilded, colored glaze emerald palace lamp, which had been specially commissioned by Grandpa from a renowned craftsman in Venetica, modeled after a palace lamp in the Forbidden City. This palace lamp cost 750 thousand at the time, and the emeralds and pearls it contained were all of the finest quality materials, making it very valuable. Once lit, the emerald palace lamp would emit a dazzling glow, making the entire hall exceptionally brilliant.

Her mother loved this lamp when she was alive. Every time it was turned on, her mother would hold her in her arms and smile, saying, "Helen, does this look like a palace? My Helen is a princess, and I want her to be the happiest princess in the world..."

Helen's heart ached and she looked away. At that moment, a maid dressed in a white blouse and black pants came out from behind the stairs and respectfully said to her, "Miss, the master is waiting for you in the dining room."

In the past, the master was Samuel Blair, and Sebastian Carter was his son-in-law. However, with the deaths of Samuel Blair and Isabella Blair, Sebastian Carter went from son-in-law to master.

Helen turned her head, looked in the direction of the dining room, and a faint cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Sebastian Carter went from a penniless college student to the man in control of a company worth several hundred millions at the time. Becoming the master of the Blair Family Mansion, it was no wonder he valued his reputation and status so much that he dared not acknowledge his own daughter!

Helen walked through the hall, passed a long corridor hung with several famous ink paintings, and arrived at the dining room.

Her father, Sebastian Carter, was sitting next to a round wooden table inlaid with white jade holding a newspaper. The table was filled with various kinds of exquisite breakfast foods, steaming hot and emitting a delicious aroma.

Hearing the sound, Sebastian Carter put down the newspaper, revealing a mature and handsome face.

Seeing his face, Helen's body suddenly tensed up. The hand by her side unconsciously clenched her skirt.

Sebastian Carter looked at her and smiled, revealing faint lines at the corners of his eyes, which only added to his charm, "You're up early today?"

Helen just stared at him, her chest heaving with emotion. She had an impulse to pick up the hot porridge on the table and smash it onto his hypocritical face, but reason told her that she couldn't do that, she couldn't do anything...

Her hand slowly loosened its grip on her skirt, taking a deep breath and trying to speak in a calm tone, "Good... morning." She could not bring herself to say "Dad."

Fortunately, Sebastian Carter did not notice. He pointed to the seat next to him and said to her, "Sit, have breakfast, and let the driver take you to school."

It was then that Helen remembered she was still in junior high school.

She sat down across from Sebastian Carter, not wanting to sit next to him right now, fearing she wouldn't be able to control herself.

Sebastian Carter looked slightly surprised and raised his head to look at his daughter again. Seeing her unusually calm face, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart, an indescribable feeling, as if his daughter had suddenly become someone else.

Sebastian Carter shook his head, chiding himself for being too sensitive. He watched the servant serve her a bowl of bird's nest porridge and watched her eat quietly; he also put down the newspaper and began eating breakfast.

After taking a few bites, he looked up at Helen again and said casually, "We will have guests over for dinner tonight."

Helen looked up at him, "What kind of guests?"

Sebastian Carter felt his daughter's gaze was quite sharp, causing what was originally a simple matter to suddenly make him reluctant to speak about it, which annoyed him.

Who did he need to please now?

He stood up, took the wet towel handed to him by the maid, wiped his mouth, and put on his Armani suit with the maid's assistance. He then said indifferently to Helen, "You'll know when the time comes!"

After saying that, he didn't look at her again and walked straight out.

Helen watched his dashing and upright figure with a cold smile.

Who else could it be other than Amelia Walker and Ruby Carter, mother and daughter?

They're already starting to enter the household on a regular basis!

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