Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 346 - 345: Remember Your Oath

After many rings, Whitney Lynch finally answered the phone.

Before she could impatiently ask, the voice on the other end trembled, struggling to speak: "Mom, my stomach hurts... it hurts so much..."

"It’s the middle of the night, far away, your stomach hurts but what can I do? Figure it out yourself, I’m hanging up now." Whitney’s tone was vague and impatient, it seemed she had just woken up.

Tiana Thorne sobbed: "Mom, my stomach really hurts, can you send me the stomach medicine from my room, I’m in so much pain..."

"Tomorrow morning, I have to take your sister to the airport. You call me in the middle of the night, do you deliberately not want me to sleep? How are you so thoughtless?"

How are you so thoughtless?

This sentence echoed in her ears like a nightmare, in an instant, past memories surged to her heart.

Every time she called needing her mom, her mom would speak with that tone.

It seemed, in her mom’s eyes, even if she was dying, she should quietly go and die rather than disturb her mother.

Tiana Thorne felt a pain in her chest, feeling sad for her former self.

Until death, she believed it was her inadequacy that made her mother resent her.

But in truth, this despicable old hag was never her mother.

Tiana Thorne let out a soft laugh, like a ghost crawling from hell, the laughter was chillingly sharp.

This sound in the deep night sent a shiver down Whitney’s spine, a little frightened: "Tiana, what’s with the laughter? Are you playing ghost?"

"I’m just wondering if you are really my biological mother. Why have you never shown me any motherly love all these years? You only have eyes for Georgia Thorne. Since you don’t treat me as a daughter, why drag me into this life?"

Whitney froze for a long time before responding, angrily asking: "What nonsense are you talking about? Did someone say something to you?"

"My stomach hurts but you don’t care, do I need anyone to say anything? I can feel it myself." Tiana’s voice had a sobbing tone, but there were no tears in her eyes.

Whitney was a little bewildered, ever since Tiana came back from Aiden Shaw’s estate, she seemed changed, not behaving as though she needed her mother, thus leaving Whitney unsure how to respond.

Besides, this was the first time Tiana asked her this question, causing a bit of panic.

No matter what, she couldn’t let Tiana find out the truth, softly reassuring: "Don’t overthink, if anyone said something to you, don’t believe it. Mom is just too tired, I’ll send the stomach medicine to you tomorrow."

"Swear to me that you are my biological mother." Tiana suddenly sounded like a ten-year-old child, acting spoiled.

Whitney sneered inwardly, if swearing was truly effective, wouldn’t everyone be rulers?

Only little girls believe in such nonsense.

Whitney said: "I swear, otherwise I won’t die a good death, okay?"

Tiana softly curved her lips into a playful smile, eyes narrowing, her voice turned sinister and deep: "Okay, mom, you’ve made your vow, remember it, die a bad death~"

No trace of the spoiling tone remained.

Whitney’s heart trembled, frightened into a cold sweat, deeply inhaling: "You wretched girl, are you deliberately trying to scare people at night?"

Toot toot toot—

However, Tiana didn’t respond to her, just directly hung up the phone.

Whitney, recalling the last words Tiana spoke on the phone, couldn’t help but shiver.

That brat deliberately made her miserable, she must have done it on purpose.

Whitney quickly dialed again, wanting to scold her thoroughly to recover her shattered spirit.

But the phone coldly played a robotic female voice.

It had been shut off.

Whitney shivered with anger: "Wretched thing!"

At that moment, the light turned on, Georgia Thorne walked over quickly wearing pajamas, looking a little sleepy, and sat down by her bed: "Mom, what’s wrong?"

Whitney’s mood remained unrestful, Tiana’s last four words before hanging up the phone seemed to echo endlessly in her ears.

Die a bad death...

Die a bad death...

Driven by anger, Whitney almost wished she could fly over to give Tiana a good beating.

Furiously said: "It was that wretch Tiana, just called to curse me to die a bad death, deliberately scaring me, and now her phone is off, she’s driving me insane!"

Georgia Thorne heard and lightly frowned: "How could Tiana say such a thing? Mom, tell me properly, what happened?"

Whitney repeated the phone conversation content.

Unable to contain rage within, also cursed: "That little brat will die a bad death."

Georgia Thorne sighed lightly, voice carrying some reproach: "Mom, you too, Tiana has had stomach problems since she was young, just send her the medicine, no need to blow up like that."

"She’s merely a bastard, worthy of me delivering medicine?"

Georgia shook her head, sighed, reasoning with her: "Mom, since you brought her back, you should treat her well. After all, if she didn’t come back with you, she might find her biological parents who’d love her like you love me. You’ve monopolized someone’s daughter, why be so harsh on her? Can’t you show a little more tolerance?"

Whitney said coldly: "Who told her to join the entertainment circle? And climb even higher, blocking your path, yet hope for my tolerance, wishful thinking."

"Okay mom, you always talk about Tiana like that, wasn’t it you who persuaded her to enter the entertainment industry as my double? It was unfair to her..."

Whitney cut her off with earnestness: "Back then, I thought it would spare you from filming intimate scenes with male actors and doing exhausting stunt scenes. Having a free substitute that doesn’t tarnish your reputation is naturally good, but she wasn’t content and became a celebrity, I’m lucky I didn’t kick her out."

Talking about this pissed Whitney off, originally everything was well arranged, but that brat was discovered by a talent scout in school, switched to acting, and went filming at seventeen, surpassing Gigi.

"Mom, it’s fate, don’t be so strict, Tiana grew up having a..."

"I truly hate how you speak for her, back then you honestly treated her like a sister, see now she’s clung to Eugene Dawson and doesn’t even give you a glance." Whitney interrupted angrily.

Georgia said nothing, seemed unwilling to argue with her mother: "Mom, I’m going to sleep now, remember to send Tiana the stomach medicine tomorrow."

"I know, go sleep."

Georgia had just stood up, lightly frowned again, looking down at her: "Is Tiana already suspecting her origins?"

Upon hearing, Whitney was stunned, she had never considered this question.

Georgia sat back down, seriously looked at her: "Mom, tell me, how did you bring Tiana back?"