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.

Isadora to the hospital to make sure she was all

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

time. Don't fall for it. Just give her a couple hundred bucks and let's

of a little girl growing up. Most of the photos looked

moment she

told her granddaughter to get a cab on her own, and then personally

that Isadora learned, to her astonishment, that she and

that Isadora and the Vaughans seemed destined to cross paths-even

her courage and confided everything to Margaret. Margaret never

day, Carla happened to see the test results

doors, her eyes wild with rage, and grabbed

with help and rescued Isadora from

place in the Vaughan family, despite fierce resistance, and later used her connections

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