Chapter 297

Adah's gaze slowly came into focus on the DNA report. The moment she registered the result, she froze, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Ha! Hahaha—" Her laughter was sharp, almost frenzied.

"Nathan, look at you! How pathetic can you get? Vanessa isn't even your daughter -she's the chauffeur's child. You're not even as good as your own driver, can you believe it? Hahaha-"

Adah doubled over, her laughter echoing off the walls. But as she laughed, fat tears began to spill down her cheeks, streaking her face.

Nathan had hurt Claire so cruelly, all for Vanessa-who wasn't even his own flesh and blood. Yet, was Adah herself any less guilty?

She had always known Vanessa wasn't really her daughter. Still, she'd gone out of her way to protect her, blindly ignoring Claire's pain.

With that realization, Adah suddenly slapped the test report hard against Nathan's face.

Her hands trembling, she crouched down and gathered up the scattered pages from the floor.

Each word on those documents hit her like a sledgehammer, pounding relentlessly against her heart until she could barely breathe.

how it all began-Claire's tragic fate traced back to Sophia's

biological daughter, and even entangling her son in a criminal case

She sobbed and laughed at the same time, her expression twisted, her

Well, how

You even let her take the fall and end up in prison. You drove The Linwood Group into bankruptcy, funneled every penny into Sophia's account, and made your own son the

you're just the perfect 'husband,' the perfect 'father,' aren't you? What an amazing job

laughter was laced with bitter grief. Clutching the remaining papers,

like confetti at

Adah spat was a dagger, stabbing Nathan's heart again

something of himself in the city. From the very beginning, he'd seen Adah

everything-besides the shame of being a "kept man," he had both material comfort and emotional security. He had a wife who adored him, a brilliant son, and the title of CEO at Jones Group. Looking back, those moments of humiliation-mostly just his

wanted to repent, to

he could do was look at Claire, his eyes brimming

remorse was genuine-deeper than ever

been so, so

it would end like this-with nothing left, half his body paralyzed- he'd have gladly

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