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Mara’s audacity knew no bounds.
Susan trembled with fury.
Esteban’s anger simmered beneath a calm exterior as he responded, “Do you understand the consequences of threatening me?”
“Esteban, I know, but I can’t abandon Jada. She’s our daughter, and she carries your blood in her veins!” Tears welled up in Mara’s eyes as she wielded both persuasion and intimidation in her plea.
“You’ve always spoiled and tolerated her. Have you ever considered your role in how she has turned out? All those times you made excuses for her behavior,” Esteban said, his disgust evident.
He deeply regretted marrying Mara and wished he could turn back time to change the past.
“Yes, I’ve made mistakes. I don’t deny that,” Mara snapped, her anger rising. “But does that mean you’re completely right? Are you going to deny that you’ve always been biased toward Susan?”
Esteban fell silent for a moment, his thoughts swirling.
Mara seized the opportunity, pressing on, “Let me remind you that Jada is also your daughter. Just because Susan is the child of that woman, should she always be your priority? What do you think Jada will feel? You don’t care if Jada is hurt. Now that this has happened, you want to blame us and wash your hands of the situation? What—are you trying to make it look like you’ve done nothing wrong?”
Mara’s words hit Esteban hard. She was right. He couldn’t deny that Susan had always held a more significant place in his heart than Jada.
For the first time, he questioned if he had made the wrong choices all these years. After all, Jada was his daughter too.
His gaze fell on Jada, sitting in the corner, disheveled and pitiful, and his heart sank.
Mara, knowing him well after years of marriage, sensed his wavering resolve. She pressed on, “Give us one hundred million dollars. After the divorce, I promise we won’t bother you again. You can consider it a price for peace.”
Everyone in the room, including Susan, remained silent. They found Mara repulsive, her actions driven by selfishness and greed. But ultimately, it was up to Esteban to decide.
At that moment, Isabella’s phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, excused herself, and stepped out of the ward.
Esteban looked at Susan with guilt in his eyes. She immediately understood his expression and said gently, “Dad, no matter what decision you make, I’ll support you.”
“Fifty million at most,” Esteban sighed resignedly. He then turned to Mara, his tone firm. “Take Jada, leave Ansport, and never show your face here again. If you ever set foot in this city again, I will make sure you regret it.”
Mara’s expression hardened, clearly dissatisfied. “Fifty million? That’s far too little.”
She and Jada had lived a life of luxury with the Riggs family. Fifty million might seem like a fortune to most, but for them, it was just a year’s worth of expenses.
Susan sneered. “Too little? How ridiculous! Don’t you realize what you’ve done? We could send Jada to prison at any moment.”
Mara glared at Susan, her voice defensive. “How dare you speak up! Who gave you the right to say anything? If Jada had been the only child of the Riggs family, she would never have turned out this way.”
Even now, Mara was still trying to manipulate Susan.
Esteban’s expression darkened, but before he could respond, Isabella returned to the ward, holding a document in her hand.
Esteban glanced at the document, confused. He looked up at Isabella and asked, “What is this?”
“Mr. Riggs, you’ll understand once you read it,” Isabella replied with a smile.
Esteban opened the envelope, his eyes widening in shock when he saw the bold words on the paper: “Paternity Test Report.”
Mara, standing close to Esteban, saw the words as well. Her heart raced, and unease gnawed at her insides. She turned to Isabella, noticing the cold smirk and anticipation in her eyes, which only deepened her sense of dread. Almost instinctively, Mara lunged for the document, but Dane quickly held her back.
It was too late. Esteban had already seen the paternity test results.
The document revealed that the probability of him and Jada being father and daughter was just 0.001%.
Esteban’s heart skipped a beat as he processed the implications. Jada wasn’t his child.
For a moment, his mind went blank. Then, fury surged through him. Without warning, he hurled the document at Mara, the paper slicing through the air like a dart aimed at its target.
The document hit Mara’s head, causing it to bleed. But she paid no attention to the pain, hastily picking the document up from the floor. After reading it, her face drained of color, turning as pale as a ghost.
Jada, standing not far away, had no idea what was happening. But judging by the reactions around her, it was clear the document was significant. She stepped forward, standing beside Mara to take a look at the paper.
As soon as she read the contents, her world seemed to collapse.
How could she not be biologically related to Esteban?
Her eyes widened in disbelief as she turned to Mara.
“Mara, you better explain this,” Esteban demanded, his voice shaking with rage. “Whose daughter is Jada?”
His anger was so intense that his eyes were bloodshot.
From the very beginning, he had always questioned how he had ended up with Mara. But now, with the pregnancy test result right in front of him, there was no denying it. He was forced to accept the truth.
It dawned on him that Mara had deceived him for years.
“No! This is fake! Isabella, why are you framing me?” Mara screamed, turning to Isabella in panic. She reached out to scratch Isabella’s face in fury.
But before Mara could land a blow, Dane grabbed her wrist and pushed her back forcefully. She stumbled, falling to the cold floor with a loud cry of pain as her hip slammed against the unforgiving surface.
Isabella cast a condescending glance at Mara. “Do you really think your lies are flawless? Karma has a way of catching up with people, and whatever wrongs you’ve committed will eventually come to light.”
“No, this is fake!” Mara exclaimed, her eyes darting to Esteban in desperation. “Jada is your child! Isabella is framing me!”
“Do you see any resemblance between Jada and me?” Esteban shot back, his expression as cold as ice as he pointed toward Jada. “Mara, you’ve truly lost your mind!”
Susan, equally stunned, stood frozen. Although she had prepared herself for this moment, the truth still unsettled her. She realized just how far Mara had gone in her attempt to secure her marriage to Esteban—stooping so low as to falsely claim Jada as his child.
A flicker of sympathy for Esteban washed over Susan. “Call the police! They should arrest Jada!” Esteban commanded, his voice cold and resolute.
Dane nodded in agreement immediately.
Panic overtook Mara as she dropped to her knees, her voice breaking with desperation. “No, I’ll take Jada and leave! I’ll divorce you. Just don’t get her arrested!”
She believed that with Jada’s looks and talents, she could easily find a wealthy suitor elsewhere, ensuring their lives wouldn’t be so miserable. But if Jada ended up with a criminal record, it would truly ruin her future.
Jada, who had been lost in a haze, suddenly snapped back to reality. She rushed to the bedside, tears streaming down her face as she cried, “Dad, I’ve always thought of you as my father! I didn’t know I wasn’t your daughter. This has nothing to do with me!”
A surge of rage flared within Jada, directed squarely at Mara.
Isabella’s voice was laden with significance as she asked, “Did Esteban do anything wrong? Why did Esteban have to raise a daughter who isn’t his own?”
Jada spun around to face Mara, her expression fierce. “It’s all her fault, Dad! She’s the one who’s been evil, the one who taught me those dishonest ways. I promise I’ll stay by your side and learn from you. I’ll never do anything immoral again!”
Everyone was left speechless by her words. In such a crucial moment, Jada was ready to cast aside her own mother.
Mara was equally taken aback, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, she slapped her own face hard. “It’s all my fault. Esteban, I’ll divorce you. Jada is innocent! I’ll leave after the divorce. You’ve watched Jada grow up; she’s no different from your own daughter!”
Mara firmly believed that no man could accept being cheated on, nor would they want others to know. However, Esteban was clearly different.
“Since Jada isn’t my daughter, why would I continue to keep her?” Esteban’s voice was cold. “Divorce is inevitable, and you must face the mess you’ve created. You also need to repay every penny I’ve spent on you!”
Esteban felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He had indeed struggled with guilt over not raising Jada properly. As a father, he naturally felt responsible for her misdeeds. But now, that guilt was gone.
Mara, on the other hand, was devastated. “Pay back the money? Where on earth would I find such funds?” she cried. “Esteban, are you trying to push me to my end? Would you really be happy if I died?” She banged her head against the wall, leaving a crimson streak behind her.
Jada gasped in horror.
Yet Esteban didn’t even spare a glance at Mara. He knew her too well—self-absorbed and terrified of death, she would never truly follow through on such a threat.
Dane, noticing Esteban’s indifference, commanded the bodyguards to remove her from the scene. At the same moment, the police arrived to escort Jada away as well.
Jada wailed and pleaded, but sadly, no one seemed to pay her any mind. As they were taken away, a profound silence enveloped the room.
Susan cast a sympathetic glance at Esteban. To her surprise, his expression softened noticeably. He turned to her, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I have never cheated on your mother,” he declared, his tone lighter, as if a great weight had been lifted. Instantly, Susan’s eyes filled with tears.
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