Chapter 1424


    Dn was still poring over the piece of paper as if he couldn''t make head nor tail of the scrawled


    words.


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    But he heard every word Beck uttered, each one stinging his eardrums, leaving him with no grounds for


    rebuttal.


    This was a paternity test Beck had worked on overnight, the results of which he guarded closely,


    leaving no room for deceit.


    Maja was the lost little princess of the Sanders n, his own flesh and blood sister.


    Dn''s fingers tightened around the paper, as if trying to imprint the words into his skin.


    His eyes stung, his mind a fog of disbelief.


    Beck took a deep breath, his voice growing hoarser.


    "If you''re still going to coddle Judith as she wreaks havoc, then I''ve got nothing to say. This is our


    would''ve thought Maja was our true sister? Dn, isn''t this some twisted irony?"


    Beck couldn''t help but find it absurd. Sincest night, his defenses had been breached time and time


    again.


    The shenanigans they got up to back in Greenfield were dumb enough, but Dn continued his mad


    ways in North America, obsessing over Maja.


    Had they arrived even a momentter the previous night, Dn would have sent his own sister to sleep


    with the fishes, forever at the bottom of the river.


    And all for what? A phony.


    Beck inhaled sharply and dialed Judith''s number.


    Judith hesitated at the sight of his iing call but answered after a few seconds.


    Beck cut to the chase.


    "Judith, what kind of love potion have you fed my big brother? He''s totally under your spell."


    Judith was still in the dark about how much Beck knew regarding Maja''s identity, so she treaded


    carefully.


    "Beck, I thought you were calling to apologize for that kickst night. You nearly killed me. Don''t you


    feel the slightest guilt? After all, you''ve doted on me for years."


    "Judith, I''ve uncovered Maja''s true identity, but Dn is adamant about bringing you back home."


    Judith''s defenses crumbled at that statement, but the next sentence sent her soaring with excitement!


    "Beck, are you serious?"


    "Yeah, even mom''s on your side. Now everyone knows Maja is the real daughter of the Sanders family,


    and yet they still want to bring you back into the fold. But I won''t acknowledge you. You disgust me."


    Judith''s lips curled up. What did Beck''s opinion matter? The lion''s share of the Sanders family stock


    was in Dn''s hands. He called the shots.


    "Judith, I know you orchestrated those events. You might fool Dn and mom, but not me."


    "Beck, I have no clue what you''re talking about."


    "It doesn''t matter if you''re clueless. Just know this: your blood will never be as noble as Maja''s. You''re


    nothing but a foundling, a mongrel. And now your video is circting in our circles. Maja will rise as the


    esteemed Ms. Sanders, while you? You''re just a maggot in the gutter!"


    Judith''s facade shattered with those words, her emotions surging uncontrobly. The price she''d paid


    was colossal. She''d wanted to eliminate Maja for good, but Maja had survived. Who wouldn''t go mad in


    her shoes?


    Plus, Dn hadn''te to herst night, fueling her rage.


    "Beck, who do you think you are? Even if Majaes back, so what? If Dn and Mom don''t ept


    her, one word from me and Dn will keep targeting her. And at this critical juncture, do you think Maja


    would want to acknowledge you? I know her too well. She''s vindictive. Once she learns how Dn


    nearly killed her time and again, she won''t want to return to the Sanders family. She''ll just find you all


    repulsive. Besides, didn''t you two help me break her and Ian up back in Greenfield? Now she''s all


    lovey-dovey with Ian; she''d nevere back to suffer in the Sanders household. Hah."


    This was the bitter truth.


    It also revealed that she''d known Maja''s identity all along and had simply been using Dn.


    "Judith, aren''t you afraid I''ll tell Dn all this?"


    "Beck, haven''t you figured it out? With just one tear, Dn listens to me. You, his own brother, have to


    step aside. You''ll never measure up to me in his heart."


    Judith''s smugness grew as she spoke, convinced Beck''s call was nothing but impotent fury, a clown''s


    tantrum.


    And now, with Dn about to bring her back into the Sanders fold, she wasn''t worried about Beck.


    With the masks torn off, there was no need for pretenses.


    Little did she know that Beck had put her on speakerphone.


    Every word Judith uttered was heard by everyone in the room.


    Without a word, Beck ended the call and ced the phone in Dn''s palm.


    No further words were necessary. If Dn couldn''t see the light now, he was unworthy of the Sanders


    name.