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.

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

she

man in a clean, elegant suit, surrounded by bodyguards, stood in front

the surreal tableau, the man turned, his

towards her,

that you’re

Madisyn stood bewildered.

man and why was he

the teary gazes of the

voice, shaky with confusion, finally broke the

“Mom, Dad, what’s happening?”

his voice weary with the

are not

of the Chapmans, but you…

Our baby was stillborn.

motioning towards the well-dressed

man is your

stranger, noting the undeniable similarities in their

document from his briefcase, his

something about you struck me, though I dismissed it then,” he explained, his

their real daughter, I had to

test confirms my suspicions—-you are indeed

the report, Madisyn saw the

fact, even without it, their similar features spoke

a silence filled

in her already complex narrative, overwhelmed

a lot to take in,

this is the

born, there was a tragic error at the

three families had their Lives

to us, you ended up with the Chapmans,

thinking we had

idea how much this affected

hotel,

nodded slowly, her gaze shifting back to

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