Chapter 562


    na cradled Samantha''s face in her hands, her voice a tender whisper. "My daughter, my baby girl?”


    "Yes, Mom, Aunt only found me recently."


    "Really?" The skepticism in na''s eyes was unmistakable. "Does she even have a heart to do that?"


    The other na, the imposter,ughed coldly, "You know I''m not that kind-hearted. After all, | was the one who cast you away.


    Why would | bring your child back? But you see, Dad''s fortune is stashed in a Swiss bank, and | need that password. | had to


    find the kid. I’m getting older, and | don’t hold the same bitterness towards children anymore.”N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    As the imposter na spoke of “children,” her heart skipped a beat.


    The real na was at a loss for words, and after all these years, her thoughts were slow to gather.


    “Alright, your own flesh and blood has acknowledged you. I''ve already had Allison tidy up a room. I''ll have your daughter keep


    youpany. You can also go downstairs to see Dad," the fake na added.


    "Dad, Dad..." It was as if madness had gripped the real na. She had lived in the same house as her father for thirty years, but


    she had never once seen him. Then, like a coiled spring released, the real na leaped from the bed, flung open the iron door,


    and dashed downstairs.


    All these years, she believed her father was dead, her daughter lost, and her beloved August gone. All hope had vanished like


    smoke in the wind. Although the imposter imed that Samantha was her lost daughter, na felt a disconnect; she didn''t seem


    familiar, at least not with the heart-wrenching bond she expected. She was more anxious to see her father.


    The fake na watched her sister''s retreating figure with a sinister smile. They all thought the imposter na had suddenly


    grown a conscience, but in truth, na only wanted to lull them intocency. If the old man saw the real na, perhaps he


    would divulge the password.


    na found her father lying in bed and shook him gently. "Dad, Dad..."


    So many years had passed. Her father had aged, grown plump, and sprouted a beard that no one had bothered to trim.


    Seth was in tears, too, caressing his eldest daughter''s face. She had been the apple of his eye since childhood, his pride. They


    had relied on each other for over two decades, and now, to be reunited under such circumstances was a cause for sorrow.


    The imposter na and Samantha had alsoe downstairs, witnessing the scene.


    "Dad, how did you end up like this?" The sorrow in real na''s voice was profound.


    Allison came with a message, announcing that Seth''s old friend Tony had arrived.


    The imposter na''s expression darkened. "Take her back upstairs!" shemanded Allison.


    “Right away."


    "And what about me?” Samantha asked na.


    "You stay. Just sit.”


    Samantha took a seat in the grand room of this noble house. A cold sweat broke out on her brow, but she sat, nheless.


    Tony entered the living room.