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.

began-Claire's tragic fate traced back to

biological daughter, and even entangling her son in

of a breakdown. She sobbed and laughed at the same time, her expression twisted, her sanity fraying

it was to marry into my family? Well, how does it feel now,

abandoned your own-your flesh and blood. 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

'husband,' the perfect 'father,' aren't you? What an

grief. Clutching the remaining papers, Adah tore them to shreds and

fluttered through the air, drifting down onto Nathan's useless body like confetti at a funeral-burying what little remained of the man

a dagger, stabbing Nathan's

himself in the city. From the very beginning, he'd

the title of CEO at Jones Group. Looking back, those moments of humiliation-mostly just his father-in-law, Abbott Jones, lecturing

with regret. He wanted to repent, to beg forgiveness, but he couldn't

at Claire, his

his remorse was genuine-deeper

had been so,

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

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