Gluey Love Between Us novel Chapter 2

Through the glass door, Cyan could clearly see that even though Myra Gienger looked dignified like a noble princess, she had an extremely vicious look in her eyes.

"Rara, just coax her when she returns later. That idiot will listen to whatever we say. She has been obedient since she's a child. We have a long way ahead of us. We can’t raise her for twelve years for nothing. We have to reap as much benefit from her as possible, little by little."

Cyan never thought that her beautiful mother, whom she had always looked up to, would turn out to be a wicked hag.

"Mum, it’s a good thing that your car ran into her all those years ago and she lost her memory because of the car accident. You even brought her back so we could make money from her. You've made such a good decision, mum." Myra's smile was full of malice. Her despicable face and her squinted eyes were sickening to look at.

Cyan was shocked to hear their conversation. She was so angry that her chest heaved. Her hand, that was holding the doorknob, was shaking. She thought that she was an orphan adopted by the

Gienger family. As it seemed, that was not the case.

Did they bring her back because they hit her with their car and they were afraid of the consequences?

Cyan's blood turned cold when she heard their conversation, which was full of malice. She trembled and hunched her shoulders.

She had been subservient and obedient for many years to the Gienger family. In order to gain her mother's affection, she lived her life the way her mother wanted. She had never truly been herself.

"When I ran into her, she had already fainted. I thought she was dead so I threw her into the trunk. I wanted to secretly take her out of the city to bury her, but I didn't expect her to survive the accident," Mrs. Gienger said.

"I found out she had lost her memory. In order not to be charged with reckless driving, your father and I had no choice but to lie and tell her that we adopted her from the orphanage. Don't spill the beans to her. She was well-dressed when we found her, so she must be from a wealthy family."

Cyan's mother, Bethany Gienger, raised her head arrogantly with a mocking smile on her face. Finally, there were some benefits of raising Cyan as her own.

The wicked voice echoed in Cyan's ears, and the buzzing sound gave her a headache.

All Cyan could feel was the pain in her chest. She looked at the sky that was getting brighter and quickly ran out of the Gienger family's mansion.

Cyan dashed along the street. It was still early in the morning. There were very few pedestrians on the road.