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    “This is my home. Who are you to say something like that to me? Leave my chair.” Everything about these women screamed that they were no ordinary visitors. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be dining here with such brazen entitlement. Darrell stood behind her, ring at the mother and daughter.


    The woman smirked, turning to Darrell. “Darrell, didn’t you tell her who I am?”


    Darrell scoffed. “Your identity doesn’t matter. What matters is that your past dealings were settled. You have no business here.”


    The woman’s temper red, and she mmed the table, standing up. “Shepard can settle things with a hundred million, fine, but he can’t ignore his own daughter! I’m here to have my daughter recognized as part of this family.” She jabbed a finger at Brenna. “A child of questionable origins, missing for twenty years, gets to be weed back. Why not my daughter, Shepard’s own blood? If she can inherit shares, properties, and wealth, why can’t my daughter have the same?”


    Brenna’s mind reeled, but pieces started falling into ce. This woman had a history with her father, and the young woman was her half sister?


    It felt unthinkable.


    Her father was always upright and principled. Him having an illegitimate daughter seemed impossible.


    “I’m my father’s daughter, confirmed by a paternity test,” Brenna said firmly. “What about your daughter? Can you prove she is his?”


    Brenna was worried. Her mother loved her father dearly, their bond unshakable.


    Since her return, she had never seen them fight.


    If Giselle learned of this, how would she cope? Would it break her?


    The woman huffed with arrogance, saying, “I was in this house before you were even born. What right do you have to challenge me? Call your parents. I’ll speak to them directly.”


    Darrell, furious and worried that this could fracture Shepard and Giselle’s marriage, snapped, “Keira Evans! You’re crossing a line. If you want money, talk to Mr. Harper. Why stir up trouble here? What exactly do you want?”


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    Keira remained unfazed by Darrell’s heated outburst. She had no fear of such confrontations—otherwise, she wouldn’t have shown up unannounced.


    Years ago, young and penniless, she had been fearless. Now, with a daughter by her side, she was even bolder.


    Her careful nning had led her to choose a moment when both Shepard and Giselle were away.


    “Stay out of it, and call Shepard and Giselle back now!” she snapped at Darrell. “You’re just a security guard. You don’t get to make decisions for them.”


    Outside, a car horn red. Julia, who had been nervously observing the unfolding drama, nced out the window and rushed outside.


    She had called Giselle that morning to inform her of this.


    Giselle had hurried back after her six o’clock lecture, hastily passing the next day’s lesson ns to her assistant.


    Her mind churned during the drive home, haunted by memories of that night twenty-six years ago. Back then, she had been an academic advisor at Shirie University. After dining with a friend one evening, she had returned home to find the servants acting oddly. Then she had discovered Shepard and Keira, a servant, naked in the bedroom.


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