Yvonne finished her speech and gave a deep bow. The room erupted in thunderous apuse.


    As she stepped off the stage, Sandra met her and handed her a phone. Yvonne saw dozens of missed calls, mostly from George, followed by Teresa and Jeffrey. The ceremony had been live-streamed; the Spencers must be furious. She turned the phone off.


    In the days that followed, the story was everywhere, trending online and dominating mainstream media. Families of abducted children and volunteer search organizations praised her actions. Yvonne went from being an unknown actress to a household name. Mr. Turner''s production team capitalized on the buzz, releasing behind-the-scenes photos and videos of Yvonne in her police uniform-sharp, skilled, and stunningly beautiful in the action sequences.


    Her newly created Twitter ount gained over a million followers overnight, flooded with positivements.


    "She looks so gentle, but as a cop, she''s so cool and fierce! I love it!"


    "Rising from the ashes! She''s a real-life hero."


    "So strong yet so vulnerable. I''m a fan!"


    "Traffickers should get the death penalty! And may all the people who hurt her suffer!"


    "My great-aunt''s cousin''s granddaughter goes to Istra Theater Academy, and she said everyone knows Yvonne is the real Spencer heiress. A maid swapped her with her own daughter at birth. And the fake heiress is still living with the Spencer family!"


    "A real-life soap opera! So the real heiress was abused for years while the fake one was spoiled rotten? This makes me want to curse a blue streak."


    "Which Spencer family? We need to find them and make them famous..."


    Yvonne found herself suddenly famous, so much so that she had to wear a mask to the hospital for her follow up appointment to avoid being recognized After an EKG, ultrasound, and blood tests, the doctor reviewed her results.


    "Everything looks good. You''re recovering well. But continue to avoid spicy foods and strenuous activity for now. And no extreme emotional stress. Come back for another check-up next month."


    Yvonne thanked him and was leaving the office when she ran into Jeffrey. He was in his white coat and pushed his sses up his nose before stepping directly in front of her, blocking her path.


    "What do you want?” she asked, her voice cold.


    "Do you think you can do whatever you want now, Yvonne? Breaking off your engagement, holding a press conference without even consulting the family? You won''t even answer Mom and Dad''s calls. And do you have to target Queen like this? [ DO you have any idea how much your words have hurt her? It''s not her


    fault you were switched at birth. She''s innocent in all of this!"


    He grabbed her arm. "Mom and Dad are sick with worry because of your antics, and Queena cries herself to sleep every night. You''reing home with me right now to apologize to her. And if she doesn


    forgive you, you''re not setting foot outside that house again?


    He tried to drag her away.