Framed by the Fake Daughter, I Rose Above Them

Summary

When the fake daughter completed college, her parents brought her to a graduation celebration.

They ran into me, who was operating a little street stall.

I wore an apron, calling in buyers, while the fake daughter trailed behind her parents in a designer long dress.

Seeing the dirt still on my face, my parents’ eyes showed soft regret.

“We’ll buy all the flowers.”

I waved my hand. “Just choose a few; otherwise, you won’t be able to take care of them.”

Mom got tense. “We’re trying to take care of your business!”

“Really, no need. Some of these are reserved by customers.”