Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

Mia was stunned to see her father there-what was he doing there? Why had he come? Her heart beat erratically against her chest. Then it hit her-it was that time of year again.

Arnold Thompson would usually visit his children’s school in the middle of every year to pay their fees and check on their academic progress with the principal.

Mia’s father raised his hand and struck her across the face once more. The entire class gasped at the shocking sight.

“Why is he hitting her?”

“What did she do this time?”

If Mrs. Babington hadn’t intervened quickly, Mia’s father would have hit her again.

“Please, sir, let’s not do this here,” she pleaded.

Barbara, who had been watching with a smug expression from the classroom door, hurriedly rushed to her husband’s side and held his arm.

“Darling, it’s true. Let’s go to Mrs. Babington’s office to resolve this. I know you disowned Mia for a reason, but this is too much. Let’s just go,” she urged, tugging at his arm.

After glaring at Mia for a moment, the man relented and followed his wife out of the classroom.

“Come with me,” Mrs. Babington said to Mia, who had tears streaming down her face.

Mia’s father’s fingerprints were visible on both sides of her cheeks. She slowly stood up and followed the principal.

Once they were gone, the class erupted in chatter.

“Did her mom say ‘disowned’?”Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“That girl has the worst luck.”

“She must have done something disgraceful to be disowned.”

The students gossiped among themselves, while Veronica looked on with a disgusted expression. The girl was shameless, in her opinion.

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As Mia and Mrs. Babington entered the principal’s office, they found Mr. Arnold and his wife already seated there.

Mia’s father stood up and apologized to the principal, saying, “Mrs. Babington, I’m sorry to trouble you with my family issues. Don’t worry, I’ll handle them myself.”

He added, “Also, don’t worry, I’ll send my daughter’s fees to the school’s account. Just let me know the total amount.”

Then, with a deadly glare at Mia, he coldly said, “This one is no child of mine, I’m no longer responsible for her.” He added, “Follow me.”

After the family left her office, Mrs. Babington shook her head in disbelief. Different families, different problems. She wondered what the man meant by no longer being responsible for his own child. What had happened, and why had he disowned her?

Suddenly, Mrs. Babington’s eyes narrowed in thought. Could all of this have anything to do with Mr. Lucas from Beats Corporation? What was the relationship between Mia and Assistant Lucas? She wondered.

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Mia trailed behind her furious father and stepmother, her eyes blurred with tears. Her heart pounded in her chest, uncertain of what awaited her. Why was her father still tormenting her if he had already disowned her? The girl silently sobbed.

As soon as they reached the school gate, Mr. Arnold ordered Mia to get into the car, and they drove away.

A few moments later, they arrived outside the police station. Mia burst into tears at the sight.

Again? The police station again? How long would he keep her locked up this time?

This wasn’t the first time Arnold was having his daughter locked up in the police station.

Once, a large sum of money went missing from his room. After an extensive search, the money was found under Mia’s pillow in her room.

Without considering that the thief was his own daughter, Arnold immediately had Mia arrested and locked up. She had spent two nights in jail for a crime she didn’t commit.

In the end, Mia discovered that her stepmother had taken the money to teach her a lesson.

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Without a word, Mia slowly stepped out of the car, and her father and stepmother followed suit. Angrily, her father grabbed her arm and dragged her into the police station.

Mr. Arnold Thompson was not an ordinary person; he was the director of a major company. The police chief quickly greeted him with a low bow upon hearing of his arrival.

Arnold wasted no time with pleasantries and ordered, “Lock her up. Don’t release her until you hear from me.”

He added authoritatively, “Do not give her food or water.”

The police chief was taken aback by the request but nodded in response. “Alright, sir.”

Mia’s father gave her a disgusted look before walking out of the station. Barbara snickered secretly as she followed him, putting on a facade of sorrow.

‘Serves her right!’ Barbara wished for Mia to disappear completely so she could have everything to herself.

Once inside the car, Barbara glanced at her husband and said, “Darling, isn’t this too much? You’re being too harsh on poor Mia-prison? That’s just too much!” She pouted, feigning sadness.

“Since she has chosen to be irresponsible, she deserves ‘too much,'” Arnold replied, his face clouded with anger as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

Although he had disowned Mia, he had waited day and night for her to apologize for her behavior and promise to change. But she hadn’t reached out to him for nearly a month. She never visited the house or called-nothing. It seemed she was fine with being cut off, showing no care or remorse.

Arnold couldn’t help but wonder if the rumors about his daughter were true. She no longer stayed in the dormitory he paid for. What was she up to? Where had she been sleeping? How could she, when he provided her with money? She could have just asked for more if the money he was giving her wasn’t enough!

After waiting for so long without Mia coming around, Arnold decided to take matters into his own hands. Before she brought further shame upon him, before news of her actions got out, he chose to have her locked up.

Perhaps, just maybe, she would come to her senses. Somewhere deep in his heart, he secretly hoped she would. After all, she was his daughter-his flesh and blood. He couldn’t simply abandon her. And if she didn’t change while locked up in prison, then he would leave her there forever.

Barbara remained silent, turning her head to gaze out the window. That was exactly what she had hoped for. She silently wished for Mia’s death while she was locked up in prison, so she could have everything to herself.

Meanwhile, in the police station, Mia stood with tears streaming down her face, her head bowed and her hair concealing her features. Due to this, the Chief of Police couldn’t see her face.

He issued a curt command, “Take her into custody.”

Without delay, two policemen stepped forward, firmly gripping Mia’s arms, and proceeded to escort her away.

Observing the girl’s retreating figure, the chief sighed and made his way towards his office.

However, a sudden realization halted his progress. “Hold on!” He exclaimed, halting his subordinates in their tracks.