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    The old woman dered with certainty, “I’m shocked by how she’s treating me. After all, I’ve been searching for my granddaughter for over twenty years.”


    Her deration stunned the gathered reporters.


    Insiders had hinted that a significant event was unfolding at the Adams Group, though specifics remained unclear.


    The revtion was explosive. Despite the long-standing public spection about Katelyn’s origins, the sudden appearance of these alleged rtives was bound to dominate headlines. The journalists, barely containing their excitement, pressed on, “Is this the truth? Then why hasn’t Katelyn recognized you?”


    The man responded quickly, a mix of desperation and frustration in his tone, “We’re just too poor. She prefers her life with the wealthy Baileys. Why would she choose us instead?”


    Vincent and Katelyn, standing aside, overheard everything. The look in Katelyn’s eyes grew increasingly icy.


    Lise’s efforts to damage her reputation seemed relentless. If this episode became public, Katelyn would be vilified as heartless.


    Fed up, Katelyn stepped forward decisively, remarking, “What a scene here!”


    Her emergence prompted the reporters to immediately point their cameras at her.


    The old woman, tearing up again, pleaded with a tremble in her voice, “Katelyn, please understand. We have to take this approach. We’re desperate to reconnect with you.”


    Katelyn’s gaze sharpened with ridicule. “You clearly know whether you’re here to reconcile or to tarnish my name.”<fnb630> This content belongs to </fnb630>


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    The man retorted sharply, “What are you talking about? We are your family. How could we possibly harm you? Just agree to a paternity test, and you’ll understand everything. You’ve been avoiding this test because you’re afraid of the truth.”


    Katelyn responded with a frosty re, “First, provide solid evidence to convince me. Then we can discuss the paternity test. And you used me of assaulting you yesterday—where is your evidence? Without proof, that’s defamation.”


    She nced toward Samuel, her voice icy. “You heard her usations, right? We have surveince in the lobby as well. Submit it to the court if necessary.”


    Samuel responded promptly, “I’ll secure the bestwyer and ensure they face the consequences behind bars.”


    The old woman’s anxiety escted. The threat of jail hadn’t urred to her just for making those ims.


    The middle-aged man also appeared troubled, realizing their quick scheme for money could lead to serious legal trouble.


    Katelyn turned to leave, disinterested in further discussion, but the reporters eagerly followed her.


    “Miss Bailey, isn’t your response too harsh towards your family? Do you disdain them because they’re poorer than the Baileys?” one reporter asked boldly.


    Katelyn gave the reporters a cold, narrow-eyed stare.


    The timing was too precise; just as the old woman began causing a scene, the reporters arrived and intensified the situation.


    It seemed orchestrated, and Katelyn could only suspect Lise was behind it—the woman who was adept at maniption.


    In a biting tone, her gaze mocking, Katelyn challenged, “Do you take her word as gospel? If she ims the world ends tomorrow, would you just believe her?”


    Typically mild-mannered, this was uncharacteristically direct for Katelyn.


    The reporter, taken aback, was visibly embarrassed, his face flushed with confusion.


    Katelyn’s disdain for these reporters was evident.


    Just then, the old woman sprang up from the floor and charged toward Katelyn.


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