This possibility almost drove me insane.


    “Dn, you already think of Debra as your stepmother.


    What am I to you?” I felt such intense hatred that Ipletely lost my mind.


    “Debra isn’t married to Caleb yet.


    But you’re so eager to ept her as your stepmother.


    Don’t you take me seriously at all?”


    Dn was rmed and scooted back in fear.


    But he quickly got his emotions under control and replied, “You’re wrong.


    She is my mother, not my stepmother.


    It doesn’t matter if she marries my father or mot.


    And I can sense that you stole me immediately after my birth.


    ”


    My eyes widened in disbelief.


    What did Dn mean? Was he truly Debra’s son?


    Dn looked very simr to Caleb appearance-wise and had no resemnce to me at all.


    However, because he was sick throughout his life, his scent wasn’t obvious.


    As a result, hardly anyone suspected that he wasn’t my son.


    But he was actually not my son.


    Dn eyed me frostily and said, “I know you tampered with my medicine before and brought me to the verge of death.


    Denise, you’ve raised me for so many years.


    I will recognize Debra as my mother only after you leave, which will leave you with an exit strategy.


    ”


    My anger, which had dialed down to a simmer, red again.


    How could I ept this?


    I hadn’t noticed it before, but now that Dn mentioned it, I realized he looked like Debra while speaking.


    Was he really that bitch’s son?


    My resentment increased.


    If this was true, how could I exploit Dn to get Caleb back?


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    I grabbed Dn’s arm as a crazy thought entered my mind.


    If what Dn said was true and he really was Debra’s son, I wanted him to die in front of the bitch and make her suffer for the rest of her life.


    Debra’s POV:


    When I hinted that Denise might not be Dn’s mother, Caleb’s face twisted in shock, his eyes wide as saucers.


    “Why do you say that?” he blurted out, clearly taken aback.


    I harked back to past events, maintaining myposure as I exined, “Haven’t you noticed, Caleb? Denise is ice-cold towards that child.


    She’d do anything to see you, even if it means neglecting the Little one, using him like a pawn in her game.


    ”