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    Shepard reeked of liquor, while Keira, trembling and tearful, imed he had mistaken her for Giselle in his drunken state, insisting she had been too weak to resist.


    Furious, Giselle sshed water on Shepard.


    He was ovee with guilt and immediately offered Keira ten million inpensation.


    Keira, strikingly beautiful, sobbed that she didn’t want money; she valued her honor and integrity more than anything else.


    She imed that she was a decent woman, engaged to be married the next month, but now her reputation was ruined by such a scandalous act.


    How could she face her boyfriend?


    Giselle, livid at her husband’s actions, wanted to divorce him the next day. But Shepard’s heartfelt remorse, kneeling and begging for forgiveness, changed her mind.


    She didn’t buy the excuse of a drunken mistake; she suspected a calcted affair.


    Still, in the end, she forgave him.


    Keira threatened to call the police, and Shepard kept raising thepensation until it reached a staggering one hundred million dors. Keira left the Harper family with that fortune and vanished.<fnb295> Readplete version only at find·novel</fnb295>


    Giselle gradually moved past the ordeal.


    But now, twenty-six yearster, Keira was back with her daughter. What did this mean? Was the girl really Shepard’s child?


    Giselle’s thoughts raced as she nced repeatedly at the photos Julia had sent. The mother and daughter in the images irritated her. The young woman bore a striking resemnce to Shepard, more so than any of Giselle’s three children.


    Giselle nearly crashed several times on the drive.


    After a sharp stop, she stepped out of the car, her face taut with urgency.


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    “Mrs. Harper, that woman says her daughter is Mr. Harper’s child,” Julia blurted as soon as she approached.


    “Has Sheparde back yet?” Giselle asked.


    Her greatest fear was that Shepard might have returned first, possibly negotiating a deal to provide substantial support for the young woman, or even allowing her to stay.


    She ascended the steps, her expression icy.


    Brenna, standing at the door, had never seen her mother so stern and cold before.


    Worry gripped her. “Mom, you have to stay calm!”


    Giselle exhaled sharply, clutching her daughter’s hand. “Calm? I can’t be calm!”


    Brenna noticed that her mother’s hands were trembling.


    “Mom,” Brenna said, her heart aching for her mother.


    Ethan watched the mother and daughter closely.


    Keira, slightly startled by Giselle’s arrival, noted how youthful Giselle still looked after all these years.


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