My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 1603 Revealed

Queenie and Maggie arrived at the DNA test center. Bonnie’s hair and Maggie’s were given to the staff for the test, and the results would be available in three hours.

Maggie had calmed down and recalled how Bonnie had behaved over the last year. On closer inspection, she did seem fishy. For example, her avarice could never be satiated, and she showed no respect for them. It felt like she only came back for money and material. Love and family meant nothing to her. No matter how much she and Brandon loved her, they never managed to close the gap between them. If she was their daughter, she should feel close to them.

Brandon showed up eventually as well. He too was shocked to hear what happened. The possibility of Bonnie being a fake was almost unbelievable.

They had to wait until the results were out to determine their next step. Queenie even refused the lunch date with Nigel. Once he found out why, he wanted to come over as well.

Queenie stayed calm throughout the wait. She told her parents not to tell anyone about the results. If Bonnie was a fake, then someone must have pulled the strings for her to infiltrate the household, and that someone must be evil.

expected this, but a friend of theirs had used their missing daughter as a means to

back from her lunch and approached them with the report. “Your report

ahead and took the report, but she only read the last line. It said, ‘The probability of

enough of Bonnie tormenting her over the last year. The girl my parents spoiled is nothing

Where is my daughter, then?” Blood rushed to

her mother. At the same

Queenie’s arm. “Where is your sister then? Where’s my poor girl?” She thought that her missing daughter had finally returned and that

home and figure

Silverstein Residence. Maggie went back to

is going for another cosmetic surgery. I’m not letting her get away. If she finds out that we know, she might disguise herself as another person, and then it’ll be hard for us to capture her. “I am calling the cops right now, Nigel. We’re arresting