"Father? Are you even fit for the title? Liam, do you even deserve to be called a father? Sure, you took me in, but every penny for my schooling and living from the get-go was earned by me. Not a single cent came from you. Starting from middle school, I was acing every test. By high school, the school saw me as top scholar material and waived all my fees. I scored 700 on my college entrance exams, and the school gave me a $20,000 scholarship. But you gobbled that up, tore up my college acceptance letter, and forced me into the workforce." Cecelia took a deep breath, holding back the storm inside, "Since I joined the entertainment industry, how much have you squeezed out of me? I've kept a tab on every single dollar! You're like a wolf that devours everything, seeing me only as your cash cow, yet you still dare call yourself a 'father'? Let me tell you, every penny you've taken from me adds up to extortion. Just wait for the cops to come knocking!"

Her words cut through the air like a knife, sharp and undeniable. The room was in an uproar.

Nobody expected that the shining star of today had such a rough past.

Reporters immediately started to feel for Cecelia, casting scornful glances at Liam and Peyton.

These people, fit to be parents?

And still have the nerve to show their faces here?

Liam's expression turned grim, never imagining Cecelia would unleash such an accusation spree and even threaten him with the police.

A father asking his daughter for money-how did that turn into extortion?

He thought Cecelia was bluffing and had no intention of admitting anything.

"Cecelia, how can you accuse us like this? We took you in and loved you like our own! The family was struggling, what's wrong with you working to help out a bit? I never dreamed that after all these years, you'd turn out ungrateful! You were the one who blew through the $20,000 on a wild lifestyle, not leaving enough to attend college."

"To all the media here, you don't know, Cecelia was a handful from early on, puppy love since elementary school, and her mother and I worried ourselves sick!"

Peyton looked distressed, softly adding, "Cecelia, be reasonable, apologize, and let's move on..."

Their words seemed heartfelt, leaving the reporters unsure whom to believe.

[Are there really bad parents out there? Parents who don't look out for their kids? I've got a good eye for people, and Cecelia's foster parents seem like honest, hardworking folks. If Cecelia hadn't crossed a line, why would things get this ugly?

[I was Cecelia's classmate in middle and high school, and I can vouch, she was a mess in relationships! Boys were always hanging around her classroom, and she even worked at a bar, who knows how many guys she's been with! Her parents are good people, treating her well,

nothing like she claims, using her as

a cash cow!]

[Which class were you in? I was her classmate too, and I don't remember any of this drama. You're really spinning tales here, aren't you?]

Flora leaned back in her chair,

playing with Connor's hand while

scrolling through her phone. She alternated her gaze between the stage and her screen. When she saw the second trending comment, her eyes narrowed.

She clicked on the user's Twitter-ah, an Aisha fan.

She checked out a few more accounts spreading rumors about Cecelia; most were Aisha fans, all quite young, and one was even a senior law student.

Flora made a mental note of all their usernames.

In the shadows, Aisha was over the moon. Parent-child matters are always a mess, aren't they?

Online, folks won't dig for the truth; they just believe what suits them.

This time, Cecelia was in deep trouble.

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