"Speak up!" Wilfred bellowed, his voice strained.

It seemed like he was releasing the grief of losing his beloved for the past 20 years through those two words.

"You've known all along... that Maisie is my daughter, right?

"You've known I've been doting on the wrong person all these years! You've known that, as a father, I let my own daughter suffer in life while showering all my love on someone who has no blood relation to me! Right?

"Delilah!" Wilfred slapped Delilah's face!

Blood trickled from Delilah's mouth. She was dazed. It took her a while to turn and look at him incredulously.

to admit it!" Whitney's words were firm. "Since

a hidden door behind the meeting room's bookshelf silently parted. When Cindy slowly walked out from inside, Delilah froze in place as

hand—a small recorder. She pressed the button, and

long as you help me get rid of Anya, I promise to

"Madam, I can't..."

birth to a daughter. As long as you help me, I'll keep your daughter with me. I'll raise her as my own daughter...

a car accident so that woman dies on the spot! Afterward, I'll get a lawyer to

over! Trading your few years for a lifetime of glory for your youngest daughter. Is this deal worth it or

silence in the recording. Not long after, the man's determined voice sounded. "I agree, but how do I bring my daughter to the Newhouses? I don't want her to be treated as a foster daughter..." "Don't worry, she won't be a foster

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