Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 82

Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband

Chapter 81

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Taylor chuckled, his tone light but tinged with something deeper. “Maybe because, in some ways, I’m just like you.

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Lily’s eyes narrowed as she studied him. “You…?” She hesitated, pointing at him. “You’re an orphan too?”

He sighed, his lips curling into a faint, almost melancholic smile. “Unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of luck.

Her expression darkened at his words, and she frowned deeply. “There’s nothing good about being an orphan,” she said quietly. Only she knew the ache of missing her real parents, the longing to find them and feel their warmth again.

Taylor shrugged casually. “Perhaps. But being an orphan is still better than being tied to the Miler family.”

Lily nodded in agreement, her voice laced with bitterness. “That much is true. All they care about is using people for their own gain. But if you’re not an orphan, then who are you? What’s your connection to the Miler family?”

Taylor leaned back, an amused glint in his eyes. “Why don’t you take a guess, Elder Sister? Who do you think I am? Why do you think I’m telling you all this? Do you even believe a word I’ve said?”

She raised her chin, refusing to back down. “I’m not sure. Maybe I believe you, or maybe I don’t. Either way, I want to hear your story.”

were clear: Taylor was Morgan’s son. Unlike her, the true outsider, he had always been treated with respect and privilege. Morgan was a selfish, manipulative man who cared only about his own benefit.

in during her darkest moments? When she was drugged and humiliated, where was he? When she was trapped in that fire, calling out for help, why hadn’t he come? In the end, she had died, abandoned and

hardened. Whatever story he had to tell, she was certain it

her skepticism. “Would you believe me if I told you my story, Elder Sister? Would you believe me if I said I’m not Morgan’s son? If

this is just another trick to trap me. After all, you have the

me in with the Miler family? I’m nothing like that b narcissistic

snorted, rolling her eyes. “Of course not. You’re

mocking. “And

despite herself. Then what’s the truth? If you’re not Rose’s twin, then who are you?”

“I won’t deny that I have the

Sister

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paused, taking a deep breath before speaking again, his voice filled with quiet

a moment, his eyes glistened with unshed tears. A small, bittersweet smile

George Darby?

as she waited for him to elaborate. George Darby–no longer Taylor–took a steadying breath, opened the file he had retrieved earlier, and slid a photograph across the desk toward

picture, her eyes flickered with emotion. The image was heartwarming–a man and a woman, radiating happiness, held a chubby–cheeked baby between them. Her gaze shifted back to George

undercurrent of pain. “These are my real parents–Williams Grant, my father, and Beatrice Miller, my mother. Beatrice Miller was Morgan’s

in surprise. “Morgan had a younger sister?”

my parents passed away when I was just a baby. This company was originally founded by my father and was called Grant Corporation. After their deaths, Morgan seized the opportunity and renamed

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