Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“We’ll go together.” Queenie nodded.
Nigel accompanied them. Recording the testimony alone ran from three to six. It was a huge case, and the cops were serious about it. From what they were told, Nigel had provided a sum of over millions to Bonnie over the course of one year. This was a serious case of fraud.
Furthermore, holding a couple’s feelings for their lost daughter hostage was an incredibly immoral thing to do. The cops would investigate right away.
Bonnie had landed in Hogland and disembarked from the plane. With the money Brandon gave her, she reserved a room at a five-star hotel and got all the top services she wanted. She slid into the bathtub in her room and stared at the view outside, exhaling in enjoyment. I love being rich.
Now that she was abroad and not under the Silversteins’ control, she felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders. Even the air tasted like freedom. She could do whatever she wanted and not worry about money—the only thing she cared about. Eventually, she sat down on the sofa and reluctantly called Maggie. She had promised to contact her right after she reached the hotel.
Unbeknownst to her, things had changed back home. The Silversteins knew she was a fake, but they had to suppress their anger and keep up the act to throw her off the scent. Otherwise, Bonnie might escape from their grasp.
Maggie glanced at the phone and exchanged a look with her husband. She nodded and picked it up. “Hey, Bonnie. Have you landed?”
“Safe and sound, Mom. I’m at the hotel. Don’t worry about me.”
“I see. Be careful there.”
“I will. You sound hoarse, Mom.”
“Oh, I’m down with the flu and just took some pills.” Maggie pretended to be sick just in case Bonnie got suspicious.
“Take care, Mom. And Dad too. Don’t worry about me.” Bonnie was still acting as if she cared.
Maggie was about to yell at her, but Brandon took over. “Call us if you need anything, alright?”
Bonnie purred like a cat. “Dad, things are really expensive here. I need more money.”
“Sure. Just call me when you need more money. I’ll give you anything you need,” Brandon lied.
“Okay. I’ll call you when I run out of money, then.” Bonnie was delighted. Free ATM. The best thing in the world. One word, and I can get tens of thousands of dollars. “And Dad, I’ve made my choice. I’m going for the house we saw last time. Let’s buy it once I come back.”
“Sure. We’ll talk when you return.” Brandon was balling his fists. You stole my daughter’s identity and scammed us out of our money. Damn you.
Brandon was getting unstable after the call, and Queenie quickly sat down beside him. “Calm down, Dad. She’ll pay the price soon.”
“I’m sorry for what we did. We neglected you.” Brandon couldn’t believe he neglected his real daughter for a fake.
“I’m fine, Dad. Good thing we saw through her.” She couldn’t imagine what would have happened if Bonnie had stayed in her lane and acted the role of a good daughter. They would never have found her out.
To be honest, she had Nigel to thank. Because of her love for him, she was enraged after finding out what Bonnie tried to do. Only then did she discover the scar. What’s more, the scar seems recent. She must have come to us straight after her surgery. Damn her.
But damn the mastermind the most. They must be a close friend who knows everything about us. They know when the real Bonnie went missing and where on her body the birthmark is. They also got their hands on a strand of my hair and duped everyone with the first DNA test, including Dad and Mom. But who?
Maggie had a similar line of thought as Queenie, but she also had a suspect—Lisbeth. She was her best friend, but she was also the one who introduced the fake Bonnie to them. She was also there when the first DNA test was done.
“I know who did this. Lisbeth. She’s the one behind this,” Maggie hissed. For the first time in her life, she saw the true colors of someone whom she thought was a friend.
Brandon nodded. “I think so too. She was there the whole time when we did the first test. She was also the one who suggested the idea to us. I bet she must have gotten hold of Queenie’s DNA sample and bribed the test center. That’s how she fooled us.”
Tears of regret welled up in Maggie’s eyes. “I can’t believe it. She was my best friend. I even helped her when life got rough for her. How could she do this to me?”
Queenie gnashed her teeth furiously as well. To Queenie, Lisbeth was Maggie’s childhood friend and best friend. Maggie didn’t have many friends, what with her being a full-time housewife, but Lisbeth was always around. You never know what someone’s really thinking. I thought she was a friend, but she’s nothing but a liar and a scammer.
Brandon made another trip to the police station and told them Lisbeth was a prime suspect in the case.
The Silversteins lost sleep that night. Fury kept Queenie up. She wondered how the fake Bonnie dared to steal Leslie and tried to ruin her relationship with Nigel. She’s just a fake! Queenie would love to see her pay the price. The price was clear, and jail awaited the fake Bonnie. She would be charged under every crime possible, and Queenie would make sure she was punished. I will make sure she spends the rest of her life in jail.
Agony kept Maggie awake. Her real daughter might still be suffering out there, or she might be dead. That thought alone tormented her. For a moment, she wanted to take her own life and be with her lost daughter.
Brandon was in pain as well, but he would never give up on finding his real daughter as long as he was alive. Not a single stone would be left unturned.
On the other hand, Bonnie had a good night’s sleep—one of her last few days of good night’s sleep. She woke up and sought out her manager the next morning. The manager she found was a famous one. The doctor whom she introduced to Bonnie worked for many celebrities before, so Bonnie trusted her.
It wasn’t a big surgery, however. All she had to do was fix the cave-in on her forehead. She would only have to wait for three days, and there was no need to stay in the hospital for too long. But that afternoon, she received a call from Brandon. “Hey, Dad.”
“You should come back, Bonnie.”
“Why, Dad?”
“Your mother and I talked to the real estate agent, and the house you want is selling fast. We need to put it under your name, but since you aren’t around, we’ll put it under Queenie’s name for the moment.”
“What? I’m coming back soon, Dad. Can you give me a few days? Just a few more days.”
“It’s selling really fast. Come back soon, or you’re going to miss it. Why don’t we just put it under Queenie’s name first? You’re sisters anyway. She can just change the homeowner’s name later.” Brandon said that on purpose.
“No, no. Let me talk to my friend. I’ll come back as soon as possible. Just give me a minute.” And Bonnie took the bait hook, line, and sinker.
Panic and anxiety arose within Bonnie. I can’t let them put that house under Queenie’s name. I’d lose the right to sell it. I must have it under my name.
Brandon asked one police officer to act as the real estate agent. The officer texted Bonnie, asking her about her estimated time of arrival. He also told her the unit was selling fast. ‘I have three potential customers waiting in line.’
Bonnie took the bait once more. ‘I’m getting the flight ticket back home right now. Keep that slot open for me.’
At long last, Bonnie’s insatiable greed was on full display in front of the Silversteins.
Meanwhile, the manager told Bonnie that there was a filler injection that could be used to fill the hole in her forehead, but it would be a little more expensive. Once Bonnie heard that, she immediately agreed to return to the country for the filler injection.
She was also in a rush to head home to book her new house. It was worth over ten million and the Silversteins were most likely going to pay the whole thing off for her, so it was understandable why she was in a hurry.
Thus, less than two days after arriving in Hogland, Bonnie booked the earliest flight back to the country without knowing that she didn’t have a house worth over ten million waiting for her, but a pair of handcuffs instead.
At Silverstein Residence.
Everyone in the family was of one mind now. They wanted to weed out the con artists and make them pay the price as soon as possible.
Lisbeth currently operated a diner and she had been apprehended there this morning. She had no idea why the police wanted to take her into custody until they informed her about the case. When she found out, she crumpled to the ground in fear. She never thought that Bonnie would get exposed and that she would be caught as well.
Meanwhile, Bonnie was dreaming on the plane. She dreamt about her life in that huge house. When the time came, she could cast aside the Silversteins and be free to live her life of luxury without anyone else’s interference. Plus, she would one day inherit half of the Silversteins’ family fortune and become at least 400 million richer. That was more money than she could ever spend in this lifetime.