The Trophy Wife Strikes Back Chapter 1

When my dad's "first love" returned from abroad, she demanded my mom step down as Mrs. Sterling.

My mom, being the sweet, naive trophy wife she was, didn't want anything. She just wanted to take me with her.

I pinned my mom down, furious at her lack of ambition.

"Mom! Why do you want me? You want the money!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to take this middle-aged man's fortune and hire ten hot young guys to fan you with palm leaves?"

"Me? Don't worry about me."

"I'll use his money to support you!"

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In the living room, my dad, Richard Sterling—a successful, handsome, middle-aged man—sat upright.

Next to him sat his returning "white moonlight," Linda.

My mom, Sarah, the sweet, naive trophy wife, was holding my hand, crying her eyes out.

"Richard, I don't want anything. But Nina has to come with me!"

Linda advised gently:

"Sarah, the child will have a better future with Richard. You need to consider her well-being. Don't be selfish."

My dad looked at her with admiration.

My mom cried even harder. "I only have Nina. I don't care, I..."

Before she could finish, I grabbed her, pulled her aside, and whispered fiercely into her ear:

"Mom! Why do you want me? Ask for the money!"

My mom stared at me, tears hanging on her lashes, looking pitiful. "Nina?"

I sighed, exasperated.

"Take Richard's money. Travel the world. Date a dozen college boys. Doesn't that sound better?"

Her eyes went wide. She was nearly forty but still as innocent as a teenager.

"B-but what about you?"

I continued brainwashing her.

"Me? Don't worry about me. I'll stay, keep being the rich heiress, and funnel his money to you later!"

My mom hesitated. "But..."

I cut her off, turned to my dad, and flashed a fake corporate smile.

"Dad, let's discuss Mom's compensation for lost youth and emotional damages..."