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.

insisting on personally taking Isadora to

rear door flew open again, and a young woman in a designer dress stepped out. Pearl, every bit the haughty

give her a couple hundred bucks and let's

photo album-one filled with pictures of a little girl growing up. Most of the photos looked like they'd been snapped in

that album before. The moment she saw Pearl, she recognized her as the little

told her granddaughter to get a cab on her

that Isadora learned, to her astonishment, that

remarked that Isadora and the Vaughans seemed destined to cross paths-even their rare blood type matched. These clues planted a

courage and confided everything to Margaret. Margaret never once doubted her story; instead, she helped

happened to see the test results tucked

locked the doors, her eyes wild

in time with help and rescued Isadora

the Vaughan family, despite fierce resistance, and later used her connections to send Carla to

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