After I Died, My Father Took Revenge

My father Alan Smith was the richest man and loved me with his life.

Every day when I was in class, there were thirty of my bodyguards standing at the back of the classroom.

A classmate accidentally bumped into me and was beaten up on the spot.

The teacher blamed me and then was fired immediately.

I protested that, but my dad said,

"Your mother asked me to take good care of you before she died. I will never let you get hurt."

I couldn't stand his suffocating love and ran away from home secretly.

But my father used his connections to search the entire city for me and captured me in just half an hour. He then locked me up in a villa on the top of a mountain and didn't allow anyone to approach me.

In order to make me obedient, my father tried every way to please me, but I could never accept his extreme love.

My father was so angry as to find a substitute who looked 80% like me to be his daughter.

The substitute named Vita Smith took advantage of my father's favor and did whatever she wanted. She broke into the villa where I lived with a group of her best friends and thugs.

"Who are you, bitch? How dare you get plastic surgery to look like me and snatch my dad from me? I will tear you apart today!"

She burned all my hair, cut off my tongue, and ordered her thugs to torture and humiliate me.

My father didn't come until I was tortured to death.

Then Vita dragged my body in front of my father and said smugly,

"Dad, this scheming girl is hiding here trying to destroy our relationship. I've killed her for you!"

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Just because of my mother's last words, my father extremely protected and loved me.

He said that anyone who came near me other than himself might hurt me.

In the name of protecting me, he imprisoned me in the villa for three years.

But recently, he found Vita who looked similar to me to be his daughter.

He treated her like his own daughter for several months.

In order to make me angry, he often sent me videos of him spending a lot of money on her.

Just as I was sitting in the yard watching the video, there was a sudden noise outside the yard.

"My dad often comes here. Today I want to see what treasures are hidden in this villa!"

"But didn't Mr. Smith say that this villa is his private forbidden area and no one is allowed to come in?"

"Yes, Vita, I heard that someone just wandered around the villa a few times, then had his hands and feet broken and his eyes gouged out by Mr. Smith. Wouldn't it be bad for us to sneak in without his consent?"

"Don't worry. I am my father's favorite. He won't blame me."

Listening to the noise outside the yard, I frowned slightly, feeling that a disaster was imminent.

I knew better than anyone how crazy my dad was.

He imprisoned me there because he was afraid that someone would get close to me and hurt me.

Once someone got lost and came to the mountaintop villa.

As a result, my father broke his hands and feet and gouged out his eyes. Then the person disappeared the next day.

At first my father was only wary of outsiders, but after I ran away from home, he felt that the bodyguards and nannies around me would lead me astray, so he sent all of them away.

He would rather deliver food to me personally three times a day than let anyone else have contact with me.

If those people outside the villa came in, they would be in great trouble.

I quickly stood up and wanted to remind those people to leave.

But as soon as I reached the door, it was kicked open.

A face that looked 80% like me came into view.

Without waiting for me to say anything, Vita slapped me hard in the face.

"Who are you, bitch? How dare you get plastic surgery to look like me and hide in my father's private place? Are you trying to snatch my dad from me?"

The sudden slap made my head buzz.

"You plastic surgery bitch, do you know where this is? How dare you barge in?"

"You even deliberately got plastic surgery to look like Vita to attract the attention of Mr. Smith. In order to squeeze into the rich family, you don't even care about your dignity?"

It was not until that moment that I realized that the person who suddenly ran in and beat me was Vita.

Because of my father's morbid protectiveness, I was always very cold towards him and never even called him dad.

Perhaps to vent his anger or make up for the regret in his heart, he looked everywhere for someone who looked like me.

And Vita was the substitute he found who most resembled me.

At that moment, Vita's face was filled with anger, and her eyes were blazing with fury.

"Bitch, you know my dad loves me so much that you try your best to look like me. You want to be my substitute and replace me, right?"

Vita's attitude was arrogant and bad, but considering that she didn't know the truth, I didn't intend to hold it against her for the slap.

I kindly advised,

"This is not a place for you to come. Leave here quickly before Alan Smith comes. Otherwise, no one can help you."

However, Vita not only did not appreciate it, but instead grabbed my hair and yelled,

"How dare you just call my dad by his name? You bitch sneaked into this villa because my dad is the richest man, didn't you? Now you're pretending to chase me away because you're afraid I'll ruin your scheme and end your dream of replacing me, right?

"Today I will show you what happens when you steal my dad from me!"

Having said that, Vita kicked me to the ground.

I stumbled upon a rock and instantly got a cut on my forehead.

I touched the blood on my forehead, looked at the aggressive Vita, and said coldly,

"You are so reckless. Aren't you afraid that Alan Smith will find out?"

Vita snorted disdainfully and said contemptuously,

"Do you know how much my dad loves me? If my face gets a little scratched, he would be so distressed that he can't sleep for a few days. Would he blame me for beating up a strange girl like you who came out of nowhere?"

The few girlfriends that Vita brought with her also sneered and agreed,

"That's right. Mr. Smith treats Vita like the apple of his eye. How can you, a plastic surgery girl who imitates Vita, compare with her?"

"Vita, your father is a wealthy man, and there must be many scheming bitches around him who want to sneak into your family to replace you. Today we can punish her as a warning to others and cut off the evil thoughts of those despicable and scheming bitches!"

"That's right. Let those bitches who want to climb up the social ladder know who Mr. Smith's daughter is!"

Those people all spoke sharply and had vicious eyes, looking like they wanted to tear me to pieces.

I looked solemn and said coldly, "You'd better find out who I am."

Vita raised her chin and said with disdain,

"You are just a plastic surgery girl who sneaked into the villa. Do you think you are worthy of me asking about your identity?

"I am the daughter of the richest man. Who the hell are you? Are you worthy enough to compete with me?"

As she spoke, her eyes turned fierce and she ordered her girlfriends behind her,

"Strip this bitch naked. I want to see if she can make her body look like mine."

Upon hearing that, several girls immediately rushed over and violently tore my clothes off.

I tried my best to protect my clothes while shouting,

"Stop. I am Alan Smith's biological daughter!"

Hearing what I said, they stopped immediately.

Vita stood aside, and her expression became very strange. She squinted at me,

"You said you are my father's biological daughter?"

I replied seriously, "Yes. You are just a substitute he found. If he knew that you hurt me like this, he would never let you go."

I told Vita the truth, thinking that she would stop.

Unexpectedly, they all burst into laughter almost at the same moment.

"This bitch, is she crazy about wanting to be a rich girl?"

"Vita is the most beloved daughter of Mr. Smith. You are just relying on the fact that you look a bit like her. How dare you say that Vita is your substitute?"

"How can you, a plastic surgery girl who sneaked in the villa, have the nerve to say such things?"

Vita curled her lips and revealed a sinister smile.

"I thought you were smart that you could disguise yourself as me and hide here to attract my dad's attention. But I didn't expect you to be such a brainless idiot.

"I've lived in the Smith family for so long, and I don't know my father has a biological daughter. How dare you tell such an outrageous lie?

"If you are really the daughter of my father, how could you live alone in this deserted villa?"

As she spoke, Vita snorted again and ordered her girlfriends,

"Go on, leave nothing behind!"

Hearing that, her girlfriends did not hesitate and violently tore my clothes off again.

Obviously, they didn't know that the reason why this mountaintop villa was deserted was because of this. Because the whole mountain was bought by my father, no one can step into it without his permission, otherwise the end will be very miserable.

Originally, the villa had bodyguards and nannies, but my father was afraid that I would be led astray, so he dismissed everyone.

After imprisoning me, my father never mentioned me to anyone else because he was angry with me.

Unexpectedly, those became their reasons for not believing in my identity.

Seeing my clothes being torn to shreds, I panicked and shouted again,

"I am really Alan Smith's biological daughter. If you don't believe me, call him to ask!"

After hearing what I said, they not only did not stop, but became even more aggressive.

While tearing my clothes madly, they slapped me in the face.

"You damn bitch, you still dare to be stubborn? Let's see how we wake you up today!"

Soon, my face became red, hot and swollen.

My hair was disheveled and I was almost naked without clothes.

Seeing that, Vita's eyes became stern, and she spoke quietly,

"This bitch's hair is such an eyesore that it covers her body."

As she spoke, she smiled wickedly and took out a lighter.

Then she literally set my hair on fire.

The fire spread rapidly above my head and the intense burning sensation drove me crazy.

For a moment, my cheeks, ears, and entire scalp felt an intense burning pain.

I couldn't bear the pain and subconsciously tried to slap the fire with my hands, but they held my hands tightly.

In a moment, all my hair was burned off.

My scalp was covered with burn marks.

Vita saw it and finally laughed with satisfaction.

"Ha ha ha, look at her ugly bald face, like a turtle that has shed its shell!"

Her girlfriends also laughed and clapped.

I stared at them intently, trembling all over and shouting,

"You will regret this!"

I had been imprisoned there by my father for many years and tried to escape, but was caught in less than half an hour every time.

Many people were even beaten and abused because of my escape.

In order not to harm innocent people, I gave up on escaping and completely lost my freedom.

I could only stare at the empty villa day after day.

That made me feel very angry.

And now, I had to endure the humiliation and torture brought by Vita.

The anger in my heart instantly turned into intense hatred.

Vita walked up to me and stepped heavily on my face with her foot. "How dare you yell at me? Since you can't say anything I like to hear, then don't say anything from now on."

"Cut off this bitch's tongue!"

At the command, a thug behind Vita immediately walked towards me with a dagger in hand.

Seeing that, one timid girl spoke in fear,

"Vita, this is your father's place after all. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to make such a big fuss?"

Vita said nonchalantly,

"What's inappropriate? I'm his daughter. Everything in the family will belong to me from now on. I'm just teaching a shameless bitch a lesson in my own home. Who dares to blame me?

"Besides, my dad loves me so much. Even if I kill this bitch, he won't frown at me."

Her other girlfriends also echoed,

"That's right. Vita is the apple of Mr. Smith's eye. Is there anything she can't do?"

"Then Mr. Smith will only feel sorry for Vita that she was tired because of that bitch."

"Yes, maybe he will think that Vita is good at management, and will hand over the company to her in advance!"

After hearing what they said, the timid girl no longer had any worries and just watched with peace of mind.

Vita took advantage of my father's favor, hired many thugs at high prices and did whatever she wanted.

Her thugs were all cold-blooded and often injured or maimed people.

I was lying on the ground, watching the thug getting closer and closer to me with the dagger in his hand. I couldn't help but scream in panic,

"I am really Alan Smith's biological daughter! If you do this, he will never let you go!"

However, my threat had no effect.

The thug came in front of me like a ruthless machine and pointed the dagger at me.

I wanted to escape, but was held down by Vita's girlfriends.

I wanted to duck, but the dagger, shining with cold light, had already been deeply pried into my mouth.

He cut off my tongue with the dagger quickly.

In a daze, I saw a lot of blood and a severed tongue that fell out of my mouth.

I hurt to the core.

It felt like all the nerves in my body were severed and I was about to faint.

I was like a puddle of mud, lying in a pool of blood, unable to move, and dying.

Vita folded her arms across her chest, watching all of that, and said condescendingly,

"You are such a piece of trash. Even if you have plastic surgery to look like me, my father will never pay attention to you. In his heart, he only recognizes me as his only daughter. Do you understand?

"Not everyone has such a good fortune as me, and not everyone can be favored by my father.

"Since you are so eager to find a father, I will reward you with a few daddies."

As she spoke, she looked at the thugs behind her and said coldly,

"This bitch is given to you guys to play with. Whoever plays the hardest will be rewarded with one million dollars!"

Hearing what Vita said, the thugs' eyes lit up instantly.

They were ready to start and pounced on me like jackals.

I collapsed to the ground, without the strength to resist.

I wanted to shout, but without my tongue and with my mouth full of blood, I couldn't make any sound.

I could only be raped by them.

Although my father was paranoid and imprisoned me there, he never hurt me at all, but instead protected me well.

Even if it was just a minor abrasion, he would be so anxious that he would summon all the authoritative experts to treat me.

Even if I didn't want to call him dad, he never forced me to do so.

He said that one day I would understand his good intentions as a father.

But now, I was drowned under the group of thugs and was helpless.

Helplessness and despair enveloped me.

I couldn't make a sound, and only tears flowed.

"Dad, is that what you want?"

Vita's girlfriends watched the fun and praised Vita,

"Vita, you were born to be a rich girl and are really good at teaching people lessons."

"Yeah, you see, this bitch was stubborn at first, but now she's crying. Ha ha, she will never dare to dream of squeezing into a wealthy family again."

"Congratulations, Vita, for successfully getting rid of that bitch. Let's see who dares to replace you in the future!"

Vita was praised so much that she smiled as if she won a battle, and the smugness on her face never disappeared.

However, the thugs, who were in high spirits, suddenly showed strange expressions.

The next moment, a thug stood up, pointed at me and reported,

"Miss Smith, this woman is dead!"

Upon hearing that, Vita frowned, looking disgusted.

"Damn it! Hurry up and dig a hole to bury her. Don't let her contaminate my dad's eyes!"

As soon as she finished speaking, my father walked into the villa.

"What are you doing?"