The Conspiracy of Baby-Switching novel Chapter 3

"Alright, alright, dinner's ready. Let's go inside."

Lucas spoke up, breaking the silence.

As we climbed the stairs, Vanessa suddenly screamed and twisted her ankle, her body falling uncontrollably.

Lucas was quick to catch her.

But I, pushed aside by him, fell hard on the stairs.

It hurt.

Tears instantly welled up in my eyes.

When Vanessa steadied herself, Lucas hurried over to help me.

"Violet, are you alright?"

Mrs. Chapman, watching from the side, spoke in a cold tone:

"Anyway, this child isn't going to survive. If she falls, let her fall."

"Lucas is supposed to protect Vanessa."

"After all, Vanessa is carrying the Chapman family's first grandson."

"Violet Coleman, don't let yourself become a jealous woman."

I lowered my head and said nothing.

I wasn't crying because of Lucas; it was because of the pain.

I was helped up.

There was a small puddle of blood on the ground.

I saw the red.

Everyone in the room noticed.

Lucas was the first to react. His face changed, and he quickly ran to the car.

Vanessa pretended to care and came to help me.

"Violet, are you alright?"

"Lucas, you go ahead, I'll watch over Violet, she'll be fine."

Once Lucas left, she leaned into my ear and whispered, in a voice only I could hear:

"Sister, everything you have is mine."

"Your life, the man you love, and the child you're carrying, you won't get to take any of it."

"You don't know, do you? My child is a stillbirth. I heard Lucas say he wants to switch your child with mine."

I stared in shock.

So, Vanessa knew everything already!

She seemed to enjoy the expression on my face and continued:

"Sister, did you think Lucas really married you because he had a secret crush on you for years?"

"He's just a simp. For my happiness, he didn't care about marrying someone he didn't love."

"I shed a few tears to show my longing for a child, and he immediately thought of this clever solution for me."

The pain in my body and the anger in my heart swelled up.

In a fit of rage, I slapped Vanessa across the face.

"You're shameless."

Vanessa's face was filled with shock.

"You dare hit me?"

He leaned down, coming close to my ear, and whispered softly:

"Miss Coleman, the fake death service you arranged with me a few days ago—should we proceed with it now? This is a perfect opportunity."

I was stunned.

"You... you're the one who offered me the fake death service?"

"Aren't you Lucas's person?"

The doctor nodded, then shook his head.

"Yes, I'm the one handling the fake death service for you, you can call me Dr. Allen. But I'm not from Chapman's family. He's just the family member of one of my patients."

I lay on the operating table, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Outside, I heard Lucas's voice.

"How is it?"

Dr. Allen gave me a look and walked out the door.

"Everything is ready, Mr. Chapman. If we are confirming the induction shot, please sign here."

The sound of writing came, and Lucas signed immediately.

Later, I heard the sound of the baby crying and heard Dr. Allen shouting that the patient was bleeding heavily and running out of the operating room.

Everything went smoothly from start to finish. Lucas didn't even come in to check on me.

My fake death plan had no chance of being exposed.

Dr. Allen helped me find a body in the morgue.

The corpse was an orphan, both of its parents had died.

Dr. Allen took me out the back door, unharmed.