Natalie calmly sat down across from her. “So, Mrs. Scott, did you get the DNA test?”
“I did,” Wendy snapped. “And it turns out you were lying. Joanna is not your father’s daughter.”
Natalie looked at her with a sense of pity. The woman had lived her whole life in a web of deceit. But it didn't matter anymore. When she had been kidnapped, they had all sided with Joanna. This family had no love for her, and she had been foolish enough to abandon those who truly loved her for them. This time, she would protect the ones who mattered. The fate of these people was none of her concern.
Natalie stood up, her voice cold. “There are three major medical institutions in Yaro. The Griffith and Scott families have connections to two of them. They all know you. Do you really think you could get a genuine DNA report from either of them?”
“But it doesn’t matter if you believe me or not. We have no relationship anymore. And I don’t want a mother like you anyway. You chose your adopted daughter over your biological one. If you enjoy raising someone else’s child, be my guest. I won’t stand in the way of your tragic fate.”
The words felt liberating. “In fact, your tragic fate is about to begin. And not just yours, but your four sons’ and your parents’ as well.”
Wendy’s eyes widened. She stared at Natalie, her expression a mixture of shock and horror. “Natalie, how could you be so cruel? How could you say such a heartless thing? I am your mother! How could you wish such a terrible fate upon me?”


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