Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur)

Chapter 303 There Were Others?

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When the last customers had left, Emma pulled down the rolling shutter. Trent Miller, the middle–aged man from earlier, also walked out of the kitchen. A cigarette dangled from his lips as he gave Charlotte a once–over and asked, “Is this our daughter?”

Emma replied, “She says she isn’t.”

Trent sneered, “Sarah is the Hardwick family’s heiress now, so the Hardwick family’s ex–hiress has to be my daughter. She says she isn’t? More like she doesn’t want to admit she has parents as poor and pathetic as us.”

Emma’s expression darkened at his words. She shot Charlotte a glare and said firmly, “Let me tell you that you are my daughter. I carried you and went through so much for you. You can’t be ungrateful.

“You owe us your respect and care, and when we’re old, you’ll take care of us!”

Charlotte didn’t bother with them. Truthfully, she was hungry, and she had to admit that Trent’s cooking was impressive—the pasta was delicious.

She quickly finished her pasta, wiped her mouth, and pulled the paternity test report from her bag. “I just picked this up from the hospital. It says we’re not mother and daughter.”

immediately and flipped through it carefully. This was her second

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to Camille, leaving Emma dumbfounded.

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and scrutinized it, his brow furrowing into a deep crease. “What’s going

slumped into a chair, mumbling, “I’ve already lost one daughter, and now, I can’t find the other. Why is my life so miserable? What did I do to deserve this?

raised a brow. “What do you mean you already

of her anger fading now that she knew Charlotte wasn’t her child. With a sigh, she explained, “I had two

or six years ago, Tiffany died in a car accident. Then, Sarah went abroad. And now, after she finally came back, she says she’s not

legacy —but what about her daughter? Trent looked equally lost as he

a nagging sense of

it iust a case of switched babies? But if

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others mixed up, too?” Her mind was a jumble of confusion, unable to

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a loud knock