Thssa blinked back her tears, revealing a smile tinged with relief. "Yeah, it''s just better with Mom around."


    "Why are you home so early?" Evelyn asked, her brows knitting with concern. Typically, it was Evelyn who went to pick up the


    kids before Thssa got off work.


    “Are you worried they gave me the boot?" Thssa chuckled, her eyes crinkling at the corners.


    In the past five years, Evelyn''s greatest fear had been Thssa losing her job. If that happened, they''d be up a creek without a


    paddle.


    “No, darling, I''m just scared you ran into some trouble," Evelyn said, her gaze soft and full of maternal love.


    Back in the day, they pinched pennies, but now they were sitting pretty—no need to panic, right?


    "I''m fine, Mom. Everything''s peachy as long as you''re by my side," Thssa said, hugging Evelyn tightly.


    After all, a kid with their mom is a blessed thing indeed.


    “Alright, sweetie, you''re carrying a little one now. Go rest in your room," Evelyn suggested.


    With an obedient smile, Thssa let go of her mother and headed to her bedroom.


    After the emotional roller coaster of the day, Thssa was indeed exhausted. Lying on her bed, she drifted off to sleep in no


    time.


    Evelyn tidied up the living room and settled on the couch for a brief respite when the cell phone in Thssa’s handbag began to


    ring.


    Who could be calling?


    Evelyn fetched the phone from the handbag, puzzled by the unknown number shing on the screen without a saved contact


    name.


    Maybe it''s a scam call, she thought.


    But the phone kept ringing persistently.


    Worried it might be something urgent from Thssa''spany, Evelyn decided to answer.


    As soon as the call connected, she was met with the vitriolic tirade of an angry old man.


    "Thssa, you little tramp, just like your mother! You had the nerve to get Lysander to throw me in jail! Just you wait—I''ll spill


    every dirty little secret your mother had with me!"


    The words were a barrage of scorn and arrogance, each one striking Evelyn like a physical blow.


    It was Bruce''s voice, spewing venom at Thssa!


    Seething with rage, Evelyn shot back, "Bruce, you bastard, you deserve it! Thssa''s not your daughter, stop harassing her!


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    With that, she hung up, her breathing in ragged huffs.


    That scoundrel Bruce, hadn''t he done enough damage?


    And now he was after her daughter!


    Her poor Thssa, always looked down upon by Lysander due to her past with Bruce.


    Evelyn had seen the way Lysander looked at Thssa—it was clear as day he had feelings for her.


    If he loved Thssa, why not marry her?


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    She''d tell Lysander the truth—Thssa wasn''t Bruce''s daughter!


    Evelyn could no longer heed Thssa’s belief that Lysander would be tired of her and set her free.


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    With a sense of urgency, Evelyn dashed out the door and hailed a cab to Royal Estates.