"Tianna is so ugly and has a poor figure. Unlike me, I'm truly your biological daughter. Look at me. I am the best in every aspect."
I couldn't provoke Rayne.
Rayne had an antisocial personality disorder.
When I was three years old, my parents went on a business trip. When they came back, they brought home a little girl.
She was a child they had picked up.
At that time, my parents didn't know she was a psychopath. They only thought she was an abandoned child, feeling sorry for her, so they decided to take her in.
However, her behavior was truly baffling.
She had committed countless misdeeds as a child, and only when she grew older, she could control her behavior a little bit.
My parent's kind deeds got no good return.
If we followed the timeline from my previous life, Rayne's baby would now be six months old.
Six months was more than enough.
My parents were worn out by Rayne's demands, so I went over and sent them away.
I patted Rayne's shoulder, saying, "Rayne, I think you and Brogan are a perfect match. Why don't you two get married?"
Rayne became suddenly cautious.
"What did you say? Aren't you in love with Brogan? Why would you give him to me?"