"The good name you have today is only because you're the only cherished daughter of the Grant Family! When you have nothing, how many friends around you are truly sincere?!"
Daisy Grant's body trembled slightly.
"That man in your heart, let me tell you, if you were born into an ordinary family, he wouldn't like you! Love and bread, you naïvely choose love! In the end, if you end up with nothing, I won't believe it for even a thousand times!"
Daisy looked at her furious father, suddenly smiled weakly through her tears, with a hint of pallor and fragility: "Honestly, I've never felt that I've had anything. Because I'm the sole heir of the Grants, people aren't sincere with me from the start. Even love was arranged for me when I was too young to understand it. Other children could play, but I was forced to learn one thing after another. I always worked hard because I didn't want you to be disappointed. But I really feel that this kind of life is meaningless."
