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    Ethan’s clear-headed strategy steadied Ernst. “Alright, I’ll follow your n.”


    Thepany’s operations hummed along normally, except for the fric PR department. Ernst didn’t rush to the police station. He directed the PR head to draft multiple statements first, rifying the situation across various channels. Once everything was set, he headed to the police station.


    At the Harper family’s house, Lilith arrived early, sharing breakfast with Giselle. Brenna said to Giselle, “Mom, things are spiraling. I need to help Ernst manage everything. Don’t be upset. Anger won’t fix this. We need to stand together to weather this storm.”


    After a night to cool off, Giselle was calmer. She shot Shepard, who remained silent, a frosty nce before muttering, “Go. Your dad’s in no state to show his face now.”


    Relieved to see her parentsposed, Brenna left.


    She found a mob of reporters—major outlets and TV stations—clogging the entrance of the police station. She parked a block away, pulling her baseball cap low and slipping on sunsses. Then, she entered the station through the west gate alongside Darwin, who’d just arrived.


    Ernst was already there, withdrawing theint. Soon, Keira and Sandra were brought out.


    Keira faced the Harper siblings with a smug grin. “If you’d listened to mest night, would it havee to this? See, you still have to acknowledge my daughter’s identity, don’t you?”


    Brenna’s voice was calm but edged with steel. “Are you certain she’s my father’s daughter, Ms. Evans? Have you considered what happens if the DNA test says otherwise? The Harper family doesn’t take kindly to such a lie.”


    Keira scoffed. “She’s his daughter, no question. I’m not afraid of a DNA test. Let’s do it now!”


    Her eyes gleamed with visions of wealth. For money, she’d do anything. But as the testing agency staff approached with their equipment, a flicker of unease still stirred in her chest.


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    Sandra’s voice wavered as she turned toward Keira, clinging to her like a lifeline. “Mom…”


    Keira’s resentment toward the Harper family simmered just beneath the surface. With all their riches, what would it cost them to spare a fraction for her and her child? Sandra might not have been raised under their roof, but blood tied her to Shepard, whether they liked it or not.<fncb9c> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fncb9c>


    Hatred burned in Keira’s eyes, sharp enough to cut, as she leveled her re at Brenna and Ernst.


    When the staff from the Forensic Identification Center stepped forward to collect samples of Sandra’s hair and blood, Sandra sat stiff in the chair, fear tightening every muscle.


    Brenna noticed Keira’s expression and felt there was something she was hiding from the Harper family. Her words sliced through the silence, cold and blunt. “Sandra isn’t my father’s daughter, is she?”


    Keira bristled at her tone, loathing the superiority in Brenna’s eyes. What gave her the right to act like this before her? One day, her daughter would stand at her level, and Brenna would choke on her pride.


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