Chapter 223

Carla's eyes burned with hatred as she stared at Isadora, the intensity of her loathing palpable even from across the room.

Isadora's hands trembled. She had truly believed she would never see Carla again in this lifetime.

A police officer, noticing that Carla had suddenly frozen in place, gave her a shove

and led her away.

Isadora watched as Carla's thin, gaunt figure disappeared down the hospital corridor before finally snapping out of her daze.

But her thoughts drifted back to the year she was reunited with the Vaughan family.

She'd been on her way to a part-time job when a luxury car accidentally struck her.

From the backseat emerged an elderly woman with snowy hair, leaning heavily on a cane—Margaret Vaughan, Isadora's grandmother.

radiated kindness, insisting on personally taking Isadora to the hospital to make

again, and a young woman in a designer dress stepped out. Pearl, every bit the haughty princess, glanced dismissively at Isadora, who was still sprawled on the

for money all the time. Don't fall for it. Just give her a couple hundred bucks and let's go I'm going to be late

album-one filled with pictures of a little girl growing up. Most of the

look at that album before. The moment she saw Pearl,

Pearl's protests. She told her granddaughter to get a cab on her own, and then personally took Isadora to

was during their conversation that Isadora learned, to her

the Vaughans seemed destined to cross paths-even their rare blood type

Eventually, she gathered her courage and confided everything to Margaret. Margaret never once doubted her story; instead, she helped arrange a DNA test

see the test

her eyes wild with rage, and grabbed a kitchen

time with help and

return to her rightful place in the Vaughan family, despite fierce resistance, and later used her

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