My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 1782

Wilton raised an eyebrow. “Really? But Ivy told me that you admitted to making the change so as to target her. Are you telling me that she’s lying?”

Tilda raised a hand and rubbed her forehead. “I’m really busy, Dad. | don’t have time for this. Believe whoever you wish to believe. Is there something else you called me for?” She made it very clear that she didn’t want to continue the conversation.

Wilton shook his head and sighed. “Tilda, | understand that you're mad at Ivy, but still, you shouldn't target her. Regardless of your anger towards her, she is still your sister and part of your family.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Hearing this, Tilda’s countenance changed a little, bordering on anger. “Sister? I’m the only daughter of my mother. | don’t have any sister.”

Wilton sighed and said with a heavy voice, “Tilda, you shouldn't say that. Just because you and Ivy aren’t from the same mother doesn’t mean you aren’t sisters. You both share the same father. | still don’t understand your animosity towards Renata. She was. good to you.

You grew up experiencing her love. Your attitude towards...”

“Dad, stop! My childhood is filled with pain because of them! Do you really have no idea what | went through at their hands?” Tilda said furiously as she interrupted Wilton.

She furrowed her brows in anger and continued, “You see Renata as an angel because she acts delicately around you. If only you could see her for who she is. To her, Ivy was her precious little daughter, while | was just a liability that needed to be kept under control.

While Ivy had access to classes she was interested in, such as piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, | was never permitted to attend classes that | was interested in. | was denied a normal childhood.

Apart from going to school, | wasn’t allowed to go anywhere else.

After coming back home from school and during school-free days, she would Lock me indoors. | couldn't visit anybody and nobody, not even my classmates, was allowed to visit me. She would turn my classmates back at the gate whenever they came to play with me. Do you have any idea how evil someone has to be to do all of these to a child?”

Wilton shook his head and said, “Oh, Tilda, you're looking at all of these wrongly. Being a stepmother is hard, Renata would have had to balance her desire to protect you and the need to not want to appear overbearing. Trust me, she has always had your interest at heart.

You've always been a gifted individual. She didn’t hire a tutor for you because there was no need for one. Your grades were excellent already. She was afraid that if she sent you to additional classes, you might believe she was pushing you away or working you too hard.

As for your classmates not being allowed to visit, you’ve to understand that... Well, I'm pretty sure she has a valid reason.

Tilda, believe me, everything Renata did to you, she did it for your own sake.”

Hearing this, Tilda smiled mockingly. Her father was incapable of seeing Renata in the wrong light.

Shaking her head, Tilda said, “You keep on praising a woman who treated me badly. You said she loved me, then why, if | may ask, did she treat me as inferior to lvy? She always turned a blind eye to everything bad that Ivy did to me. Frankly, she turns a blind eye to everything wrong that Ivy does. Have you forgotten how she condoned Ivy when she intentionally injured a boy?”

Wilton let out a heavy sigh as he remembered the incident that she was talking about. It happened a long time ago, in Tilda’s senior year of high school.

“You are dwelling too much in the past. Ivy was just a minor then, she didn’t know any better. Besides, if what happened had reached media outlets, it would have affected the reputation of the family, which includes you. Also, it was the wish of the family of that boy for the matter to be settled amicably. And I’m pretty sure they did that just so to extort money from us, not out of the goodness of their hearts.”

Tilda was speechless. It was obvious that Renata was the one who cajoled the victim’s family to settle the situation that way. And now, her father was describing them as gold diggers!