Chapter 219


    Melissa remained silent while Ashley watched with glee. She had seen the video from THEONE Club


    already and never imagined that the recording she had posted online would have such a wonderful


    effect.


    Arabe was not only disfigured, but she had also miscarried.


    And now it had been confirmed that Arabe was not Scott’s daughter. She couldn''t wait to see


    Arabe kicked out of the Brooks family.


    And then there was Tristan. What would he do if he knew he had be disabled for an imposter?


    Would he want to strangle Arabe on the spot?


    She really wanted to tell Tristan about this immediately.


    “Scott, what does this mean?” Paul asked, feeling stunned. "Arabe is not your daughter? She''s an


    imposter?"


    "Hmm." Scott nodded.


    Paul stood there, deeply shocked.


    "Aren''t you going to donate blood anymore? The patient is still waiting for a transfusion!" The nurse


    urged him anxiously.


    "I''m not donating anymore!" Paul turned around angrily and walked away. He didn''t want to spend


    another moment here. "Damn it! How dare she trick me?!"


    He thought back to how he had tried to please Arabe. He even followed her all the way from


    Rivenwood to Havenwood.


    But did he really like her?


    Maybe a little, but the main reason was that she was the only daughter of Scott, the head of the


    Hawthorn n and the Brooks family.


    However, after being ridiculed online for her and losing dignity in his family for her, he had now been


    told that Arabe was not Scott''s daughter. She was an imposter! Everything he had gone through


    meant nothing!


    His fury was indescribable!


    After seeing Paul walk away and realizing that no one else in Scott''s group looked like they were going


    to donate blood for Arabe, the nurse stomped her foot and went to seek help from others.


    "What do we do now?" Ashley asked Scott with a worried look in her eyes. "If Arabe is not your child,


    then..."


    Scott remained silent as he thought of Karen.


    Though he had always suspected that Arabe was not his daughter, he was overjoyed when the first


    paternity test results came out.


    He was happy that his long search for Karen and his child had finallye to an end.


    But because he was so happy then, he was incredibly angry now.


    He looked around at his family. All eyes were on him, waiting for his response.


    His cold gaze fell on the operating room door, and he said coldly, "I will sue her and Beatrice for fraud!"


    Ashley could hardly suppress herugh.


    Arabe was only out on bail. Now that she had miscarried and was no longer pregnant, the Brooks


    family could sue her again, and she would be thrown back in jail immediately.


    Ashley hated Arabe. She was a low-born girl with an unknown background, who had dared to covet


    the position of the Brooks family''s heiress and had always been domineering over her.


    Now that Arabe''s true identity had been exposed, she would make sure to get back at her for all the


    grievances she had suffered.


    Two hourster, in the maternity ward.


    When Arabe woke up, she found that there was no one around her, not even a nurse.


    She struggled to sit up, but the nurse who came to change her IV bag quickly stopped her. "You need


    to stay in bed. You just had a major hemorrhage and had to have your uterus removed. Don''t move


    around."


    "What?!" Arabe''s eyes widened. She thought she had just had a miscarriage. Why had her uterus


    been removed?


    Now she could never ever bear children.


    What would she do in the future?


    If the Ellington family found out about this, they would never let her into the family.


    "Where''s my family? Haven''t theye?" Arabe asked in a panic. How could the Brooks family not


    show up when such a big thing had happened to her?


    "You should check the news." The nurse handed Arabe the smartphone from the bedside table with


    aplicated look in her eyes, then left.


    Arabe quickly opened the phone and saw news updates shing on the screen.


    "Scott, the head of the Brooks family and Hawthorn n, has publicly announced that Arabe, who


    was previously used of murdering her grandmother, is not his biological daughter. Arabe and


    others had forged paternity tests and deceived him. The Brooks family will sue Arabe and her


    aplices for fraud."


    Arabe was stunned. How could this be?


    She had managed to fake three paternity tests, so how could Scott have found out so quickly that she


    was an imposter?


    She pulled out the IV in her hand, struggled to get out of bed, and decided to go back to the Brooks


    family to exin. She had toe up with a usible exnation to convince them to believe her.


    But as soon as she stepped out of her room, she saw Jan leading a group of police officersing


    from the elevator at the other end of the corridor.


    She panicked and fled in the opposite direction. She had just had surgery, so her wound was still


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    bleeding, and she could barely stand, but she forced herself to go down the stairs of the emergency


    exit.


    She recognized that she was in the private hospital owned by the Pendleton family. Remembering that


    Tristan was also in this hospital, she decided to seek his help.


    Tristan had always doted on her and listened to her; he would definitely help her.


    With a pale face and wobbly legs, she made her way to Tristan’s room.


    After more than half a month of treatment, Tristan could not walk yet, but he could sit up. He was sitting


    in bed, reading a book signed by Calista.


    "Tristan!" Arabe, with teary eyes, rushed towards him. "Dad and the others, I don''t know whose lies


    they have believed; they think I''m not his child! You have to help me!"


    Tristan put down the book he was reading and looked at Arabe, who was lying next to his hospital


    bed. His tone was ambiguous. "So, are you saying you haven''t been deceiving us?"


    "No!" Arabe shook her head vigorously. "Really, I didn''t. I''m Dad''s daughter! I''m your benefactor''s


    daughter! You have to help me!"


    "Humph!" Tristan angrily threw a new paternity test report at Arabe. "When you were unconscious


    after the surgery, Dad had an urgent paternity test done in this hospital using your blood!"


    The report lying on the floor stated that Arabe had no blood rtion to Scott.


    Tristan''s face darkened, and he viciously grabbed Arabe''s chin and spoke in a bone-chillingly


    menacing tone. "You imposter! Look at what you''ve done to me! How are you going to make up for


    this?"


    If Arabe really was his benefactor''s daughter, he wouldn''t hesitate to give his life for her, even if it


    meant bing disabled.


    But Arabe was a fraud!


    He had foolishly ruined his life for her.


    "Tristan?" Arabe was shocked and pushed Tristan''s hand away as she fell to the floor. "How could


    you treat me like this? You promised you''d always protect me and stand by me!"


    "Those words were meant for my benefactor''s daughter!" Tristan red maliciously at Arabe on the


    floor. "You’re just garbage to me now."