Andrea suddenly clenched her fists, a flash of irritation and unease flitting across her eyes.

"Ha, jealous of you? Lizetta, I heard you were diagnosed with postpartum depression, but to me, it looks more like you're just being delusional," Andrea retorted with a mocking sneer, yet her palms were sweating.

Truth be told, ever since Mrs. Bernice Madden mistook Lizetta for her mother Elsa, Andrea had been feeling uneasy. All her life, she'd heard whispers about how she didn't quite resemble the Maddens. Elsa, her mother, had passed away when Andrea was just over three, and five years later, her father Conrad remarried, bringing Eartha Madden into their lives as her stepmother. With Mrs. Bernice's dementia worsening, Elsa's old photos had long been packed away.

A couple of days ago, Andrea had the mansion's staff send her an old photo of Elsa, dancing amidst a sea of flowers. Her smile was radiant, stunningly beautiful, and her posture and aura bore an uncanny resemblance to Lizetta's. Lizetta's mysterious origins only fueled Andrea's growing unrest.

That's why she had been so impatient today, coming to the hospital hoping Lizetta would stay away from the Maddens. But Lizetta was unfazed, her face annoyingly smug.

Tapping her chin, Lizetta smirked, "Delusional, huh? Maybe, but let me indulge in my delusions a bit more. Mrs. Bernice mistook me for her daughter but doesn't recognize you, her own granddaughter. Seems like Ms. Madden doesn't look much like your mom, right? You know, seeing Grandpa Nelson and Mrs. Bernice felt incredibly familiar, like long-lost relatives. Given my parents are nowhere to be found, maybe I'm the real Ms. Madden, and you..."

sharply before Lizetta could finish. But Lizetta was merely provoking Andrea, not truly suspecting anything. Yet, Andrea's strong reaction made Lizetta frown slightly, sensing

scoffing,

you could replace

I knew it,

scheming to

to my grandparents!"

"Is anyone here to see Ms. Gardenia? An elderly lady in dark green clothing had an accident; you should check

What happened to her? Where is she?" Andrea's face was

the mention of Mrs. Bernice's accident, felt a surge of urgency. She threw off the blankets and

crowd near the water station, buzzing with chatter. "What

lady wasn't looking

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