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Even other ordinary families began hurling insults, "Who does that brat belong to? No manners at all! Straight A's mean nothing with character like that—so low-class, pretending someone else is her mom!"
Chloe clung to Vivian's hand, her clear eyes swimming with tears, pleading desperately. "Mom, why are you doing this?"
"Why are you taking their side against Dad and me? Can't you hear the horrible things they're saying?"

Vivian yanked her hand away sharply, and Chloe stumbled backward—I caught her just in time.
My daughter looked up at me, crying, "Dad, does Mom not want us anymore?"
At that moment, Liam walked over and wrapped his arm around Vivian's waist, a smug, provocative smirk on his face as he stared right at me.
In that moment, it clicked—Liam knew exactly who I was. Today's events were probably all his doing.
I knelt down and wiped my daughter's tears, speaking gently. "Chloe, remember this—from today onward, you only have Dad."