A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 247:

Before Belinda even turned a month old, she was secretly swapped and sent to live in the countryside, where she grew up enduring abuse from the so-called parents who raised her. Meanwhile, the nanny’s niece, Gillian, took Belinda’s place and lived a life of luxury as a young heiress.

The truth came to light only when Gillian needed a kidney transplant at the age of seventeen.

Even now, Belinda could clearly remember the joy she felt when she first learned that she had been swapped as a baby. She thought she could finally escape her abusive upbringing and live the life she had always dreamed of, the life she deserved—the life that should have always been hers.

But that wasn’t what happened when she returned to the Nelson household. Not only did her biological parents ignore her, but they also blatantly favored Gillian. They were a happy family unit, and Belinda was nothing more than an outsider.

When Belinda married Kristopher, Donovan still paid little attention to her. He only reached out after Kristopher woke up, and even then, it was sporadic. It was clear that he only saw some value in Belinda when it suited him, and his attempts to reconnect with her were driven by a desire to ingratiate himself with Kristopher’s family.

about a possible business partnership with Kristopher’s family. Belinda took a deep breath, bracing herself before answering the

“Hello?”

lately,” Donovan said without preamble, his usual indifferent tone carrying

it. Please order a three-tier cake for tomorrow morning. Gillian is having some friends over for her birthday.” Donovan’s tone was cold, more like issuing commands to an employee than talking to his daughter. “Make sure to order

silent, which seemed to irritate Donovan further.

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on speaker, setting it on the coffee table as she picked up Fluffy, gently

anything then?” Donovan’s voice grew sharp. “Isn’t it just polite to reply when your father is speaking to you? You’ve

recall the last time I spoke up while you were talking, you scolded me for interrupting. Now I’m silent, and it’s still not