Chapter 3

Jenna’s sudden agility was startling-didn’t she say she couldn’t stand up because of her injuries?

Realizing her mistake, Jenna collapsed onto the sofa, clutching at her legs with exaggerated distress.

“Ah, my legs! They hurt so much!”

Jeffry’s response was not of anger but of a guilt directed towards Madisyn.

““Madisyn, please understand, Jenna is still very young.

Don’t hold this against her…”

Madisyn had heard this excuse too many times.

“Of course, I wouldn’t retaliate if a dog bit me.

After all, it picks up such behavior from its owners, right?”

With a final sneer that cut through the tense air, Madisyn shouldered her modest bag and strode towards the door, her steps resolute and unwavering.

She did not look back at the family she was leaving behind.

The trio she left in her wake seethed in fury.

Outside, the driver waited, oblivious to the turmoil that had unfolded within the walls of the Chapman family’s house.

Since Jenna’s return, respect for Madisyn from the household staff had waned significantly-even the driver withheld the customary greeting as she approached.

Ignoring his presence, Madisyn strode past him, her posture straight with resolve.

The driver, catching up to her with a hint of urgency in his steps, called out, ““Madisyn, I have been told to drive you to your destination.

Madisyn halted, turning slightly to deliver her response, her tone icy, “No need.

From this moment, I want nothing to do with the Chapman family.

With those final w

rds, she hailed a cab and told the driver the address Jeffry had previously sent to her phone.

The destination was a humble, rundown village, far from the opulence she had known.

biological parents’ home, the air filled with muffled cries that

inside, she

stark contrast presented itself: a man in a clean, elegant suit, surrounded by bodyguards, stood in

man turned, his eyes filled with redness

towards her, arms

can’t believe that you’re really alive!” The tall, imposing man’s voice

Madisyn stood bewildered.

man and why was he acting

teary gazes of the

shaky with confusion, finally

“Mom, Dad, what’s happening?”

voice weary with the

not your

daughter of the Chapmans, but you… you are not

Our baby was stillborn.

towards the well-dressed

man is

noting the undeniable similarities

document from

something about you struck me, though

hearing about the Chapmans’ reunion with their real daughter, I had to know if perhaps,

confirms my

the report, Madisyn saw the undeniable proof in black and

without it, their

response was a silence filled with

this new twist in her

“It’s a lot

this is the

night you were born, there was a tragic error at

three families

stillborn and mistakenly given to us, you

we

how much

waiting anxiously at the hotel, hoping to finally

sincerity, Madisyn nodded slowly, her gaze

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