Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 372

Audrey’s POV

Elaine Sinclair locked eyes with me the moment we entered the St. Regis lobby. Recognition flashed across her face, quickly replaced by outraged grief so perfectly timed it seemed rehearsed.

She jumped to her feet. “You!”

Before I could react, she charged toward me, hand raised to strike. I caught her wrist mid-swing, my grip firm but not cruel.

“You ungrateful child!” she shrieked, struggling against my hold.

“Mrs. Sinclair, what exactly do you think you’re doing?” I released her with a slight push that sent her stumbling back into Richard’s waiting arms.

“We mourned you for months!” Elaine cried, tears suddenly streaming down her face. “Your father and I thought you were dead!”

‘I’m not your daughter.”

She continued as if I hadn’t spoken. “Was being a Sinclair not good enough? Did you fake your death just to become someone else and marry Blake Parker?”

“Mrs. Sinclair, you’re attacking a complete stranger,” I said flatly. “Our first-ever interaction and you try to slap me?”

Richard stepped forward, face flushed. “Not our daughter? You have the nerve to say that to our faces?”

Without warning, he pulled a folder from his briefcase and threw it at me. Papers scattered in the air between us.

“These are your medical records from Mayo Clinic!” Richard jabbed his finger at the papers. “Ten months ago, you claimed terminal cancer, but these show just a minor stomach ulcer!”

“You broke our hearts for nothing,” Richard continued, voice cracking with theatrical emotion. “We couldn’t eat or sleep for weeks while you lived it up in Australia! What kind of person does that?”

Adrian calmly gathered the documents, then straightened beside me, documents neatly organized in his hands.

“These do appear to be Mayo Clinic records,” he said, examining them before handing them to me. “Complete with official seal.”

the pages quickly. They described treatment for a simple ulcer – not terminal cancer – spanning two years. The strategy was clear; paint me as a manipulative liar who faked

forgery had to be Rachel’s work. She was the only one with

they only prove someone named Audrey Sinclair had a stomach ulcer. What does that have to

have serious doubts about their

through as she entered, pulling Rachel behind her. She

carefully. She kept her eyes fixed on the

continued. “Mayo Clinic is our premier hospital specializing in cancer and difficult cases. Their seal is on these records how

Adrian replied. “But would you

rolled her eyes. “Listen up. Mayo Clinic is New York’s best hospital. They specialize in cancer

the papers back. “If they focus on cancer and difficult cases, why would they

date. “According to this, Audrey Sinclair first visited for this

on a minor condition?” Adrian asked. “And if they’re so excellent, why couldn’t they resolve a simple ulcer in that

“Mayo Clinic doesn’t admit ulcer

with influence requested special treatment or

Parker and her grandmother’s family backs Mayo

staff would do anything she

through shock,

in smoothly. “There appears to be some confusion with Mayo Clinic’s record-keeping.

practiced grace. “Dear, as a stakeholder, you should investigate this unfortunate mistake. We wouldn’t want the hospital’s

opportunity. “I’ll look into this personally. If there’s been a mistake,

Elaine.

hospital records,” Victoria interrupted, “let’s move to something more

strode toward me, another

those records, but this DNA test won’t be

the paper against my chest. “This test was done today at a certified lab. Father, Mother, and I

her, a projector displayed an enlarged copy showing “DNA KINSHIP ANALYSIS” in bold letters, followed

demanded. “The probability of parent-child relationship between you and our

do you have to say now? Will