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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.

to escort Kallum out

I'll just watch, okay?” Kallum

guards, who

We won't take any legal action, and we'll keep this matter from the public. However, we will be looking into the fire at the Nacht Residence

stocks and assets are incredibly valuable. Why should

about your reputation, but what about your kids?” Spencer asked. “Don't you care about them and their future? If news of this got out, how are they going to show their face in

“Exactly!” Kallum butted in.

mine, but after calling me Daddy for so many years, I wouldn't want that to happen to them,” Chris said. “I don't care about what happened in the past anymore. Now, all I want is for you to return all

you,” Charlotte said, glaring at him coldly. “I hope you know that when I expose you for who you truly

Chris replied, ovoiding her store in

to convince Spencer, “Pleose believe me. He's Chris, not Zochory. He got plostic surgery to look like Zochory, ond he come bock for

“Shut up!”

his urgency, Chris slopped Chorlotte ocross the

loud thot it rendered the room silent

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“How dore you!”

rushed over ond beroted Chris, but she got held

slop. Despite the fiery poin on her cheek, she

looked ot Chorlotte with

yeors thot we've been together, but I now see thot I've been o fool trying to be nice to you. How could you

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