After being banned by my biological father, I started a new life — Novel

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Alice Gilbert always believed hard work would lead her to the top, but the moment she steps into her father's hospital, everything crumbles. On her first day, her dreams are dashed when she learns her spot has been given to Chloe Dawson, her father's favorite student. As whispers of nepotism swirl around her, Alice uncovers the chilling truth: her father, Nathaniel Gilbert, has been pulling strings to keep her from the career she sacrificed so much for.

Heartbroken and betrayed, Alice vows to expose the truth behind her father's facade of integrity. But as she navigates a world where loyalty and ambition clash, can she find her own path without succumbing to the shadows of her father's influence? With each revelation, the stakes rise, testing her resolve and forcing her to confront the complexity of family ties.

As Alice steps into a new life, the question looms: can she truly escape her father's legacy, or will his choices continue to haunt her every move? In a battle for her identity and future, Alice must decide how far she's willing to go to reclaim her dreams and redefine what it means to succeed on her own terms.

After being banned by my biological father, I started a new lifeChapter 1

I studied for eight years. Eight years to finally land a spot at my father's hospital.

But on my first day, the HR staff frowned at her screen and said there'd been a mistake. The position wasn't mine after all—it had gone to my father's star student, Chloe Dawson.

I left in a daze, convinced I'd somehow failed him. That I wasn't good enough.

Then I overheard two senior residents talking in the hallway.

"Did you hear? Professor Gilbert pulled strings to give his daughter's slot to Chloe Dawson. His own kid, and he just—handed it over."

I whipped around. "That's ridiculous. My father has always been fair. Chloe must have outscored me."

The senior gave me a long look, then sighed and pressed a crumpled transcript into my hands.

"Found this in your dad's trash. Your combined interview and written scores were forty-eight points higher than hers."

I stared at the paper. My name sat at the top—crossed out with a thick red X. Below it, in my father's unmistakable handwriting:

"To avoid conflict of interest, this candidate will never be hired."

Never.

My hands started shaking.