The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 8

“Seriously? Fletcher is that much of a scumbag? How does he have the nerve? He’s the one who chased after you, and now he pulls this?”

“And your parents! I’m starting to wonder if you’re even their biological daughter! Who tears down their own child while sucking up to their son-in-law like that?”

Vivica just gave a faint smile. The bitterness of it all was something only she could truly understand.

“So what’s your plan now?” Quintina asked, her anger giving way to practicality.

“First, we get Chaim’s final diagnosis. If it is leukemia, we start treatment immediately,” Vivica said. “Second, I need to find a job. Otherwise, I’ll be at a disadvantage in the custody battle. And third, I need to hire a good divorce lawyer.”

Quintina nodded, a look of admiration on her face. “Now that’s the Vivica I know. You don’t get tangled up in messes with trashy people. You always know exactly what you need to do.”

Vivica gave a wry laugh. “It’s not like I have a choice.”

She wanted to fall apart, to just give up. But her son’s health couldn’t wait. They say motherhood makes you strong, and in that moment, she understood. No matter how chaotic or painful things were, she had to stand tall, find her direction, and fight her way through.

Quintina was silent for a moment, then pulled out her phone. “By the way, there’s something I wanted to show you. I was hesitant to bring it up earlier because I thought Fletcher would be here and it might upset him, but now it doesn’t matter.”

“What is it?” Vivica asked, curious.

“Look at this.” Quintina opened an official news channel on her phone and pulled up an article. “This was posted this morning. Take a look at this firefighter who died. Does he look familiar to you?”

Quintina handed her the phone, watching her reaction closely. Vivica frowned and focused on the news story. A moment later, she froze.

The article reported the tragic death of a heroic firefighter, a story that was deeply moving. But what shocked her was that the man’s face was uncannily familiar.

“The look in his eyes… it’s like Chaim’s!” Vivica exclaimed, her eyes wide with astonishment.

“Right? It’s so strange. And if you look closely, his mouth is similar too,” Quintina said, pointing at the picture.

“It’s such a shame, though. He wasn’t even twenty-six. He has such an honorable face, and he died saving his comrades. It’s just heartbreaking,” Quintina sighed.

Vivica stared at the firefighter’s photo for a long time, a heavy feeling settling in her chest.

“Do you think,” Quintina mused, “if he ever donated sperm, that he could be Chaim’s biological father?”

Vivica shook her head. “That would be too much of a coincidence. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike.”

“True…”

After a moment of shared sorrow, their conversation returned to the divorce.

“I’ll talk to my uncle later tonight,” Quintina said. “I’ll ask him to recommend a reliable divorce lawyer.”

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