The online community was already abuzz with public opinion.

Netizen A: "Damn! What's shocking isn't that Heather is not Liana, but that Josie is Liana!"

Netizen B: "Oh my God! The world has gone mad!"

Netizen C: "No wonder people have always said that Josie looks like Heather. In reality, it's not that Josie resembles Heather, but rather, Heather resembles Josie!"

This significant revelation sent shockwaves through the hearts of many prominent individuals in attendance.

Justin, who stood by Mallory's side, couldn't believe what had happened. He had been seething with rage, but now his complexion had turned ashen. He realized that Josie had manipulated him into doing all those things not because she despised Heather, but because she wanted to reclaim what was rightfully hers.

Down below, numerous staff members were bustling about. Isaac raised his hand to summon a senior executive. "Immediately attend to the tasks we haven't finished yet. Be quick!"

"Understood!"

Rachel was not the Liana that the Olsen family had been searching for all these years. It was clear then that today's wedding would

from a brief period of positive performance to the present state of intricate uncertainty. Zachariah had no interest in getting involved in the dispute.

such a situation would arise, but he had still tacitly allowed it. He had even encouraged Josie's people to carry out the plan to

time in decades, Mark wore a shocked expression. His eyes were rimmed with red as he stared intently at Josie beside

in her eyes, she watched as her

it didn't matter, but when the evidence was laid out one by one for the

her stolen identity, bothered by the humiliation she had endured over the

before him was the biological daughter he had been searching for all these

so much

imposter, he had said and done many things that hurt

clutched his chest, struggling to stay upright. Suddenly, he rushed toward Josie, grabbed her hand, and swiftly pulled down the clothing from her shoulder. An act that should have been seen as highly disrespectful, at that moment, appeared remarkably tragic and solemn. Josie remained motionless, allowing him to tug and pull at her. Then, she said nonchalantly, "I have a birthmark." The gentle tugging motion of Mark came to an abrupt halt. He saw the red cloud on Josie's fair shoulder blade. "It's

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