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qThose words managed to extinguish Charlotte's anger almost completely.

After all, her kids were her soft spot; her Achilles' heel. No matter what happened to her or everyone else, she couldn't let her kids get involved.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door loudly.

Rodney and his team entered promptly.

They clearly already knew what they were there for and placed the document on the table wordlessly before standing aside.

They were on Charlotte's side, but the DNA results were hard facts that no one could deny. At this point, they had to do their jobs.

Almost everyone in the house was now on Chris' side, apart from Morgan and the two female bodyguards from the Lindberg family who were on Charlotte's side. Despite that, they seemed especially helpless.

After all, the Nacht family had the upper hand now.

“Charlotte, you better sign it right now. If you do, we can guarantee your safe departure from here. If not, we'll be forced to—”

“If you don't stop barking, I'm going to kick you out,” Spencer finally cracked and cut Kallum off.

“Spencer, why are you still on her side even now?” Kallum said, annoyed.

“Leave,” Spencer said simply, slamming his cane against the floor.

over to escort Kallum out

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the guards, who promptly

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“Exactly!” Kallum butted in.

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