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Andrew and Margaret spent an entire day kneeling at my door, crying and begging for my forgiveness.
“Emily, I was momentarily blinded by my desires! Please forgive me!”
“Emily, after all these years of marriage and with a daughter, you can’t just abandon him!”
“Emily, please come out and talk to me! I miss you and Lily!”
Meanwhile, I held Lily and stood by the window, leisurely watching their disarray.
They must have suspected that this was all my plan.
But so what? They were now cornered and had to plead for my forgiveness.
I left them to stew for a day, and as the sun began to set, I had someone deliver a paternity test report to them.
It was a paternity test showing that Andrew and his “precious son” were not biologically related.
Andrew had previously lived with that “son” in my old house, so getting hold of their hair was easy.
The report clearly stated that they were not father and son.
“What does it say?” Margaret asked, unable to comprehend the document.
Andrew’s hands trembled as he stared at the report, as if trying to burn a hole through it with his
After a moment, he suddenly shouted, “That bitch! I’m going to kill her!”
With that, he inexplicably found the strength to leap up and run.
gaze.
Margaret was taken aback and hurriedly grabbed him. “Son, what are you doing? Who are you going to kill?”
“Sophie! That bitch!”
“Son, what’s going on? No matter what happens, you need to think of my granddaughter!”
“Shut up!” Andrew snapped at his mother. “That’s not even my son! You have no grandson, got it?”
“What did you just say?” Margaret stared at him in shock.
Her face turned pale, and after a moment, she rolled her eyes back and fainted.
Andrew didn’t even look back at her, rushing off to confront Sophie.
I had the staff move Margaret away from my house.
That wicked woman shouldn’t die at my doorstep; that would be bad luck.
