Chapter 4

Seeing that I'd laid it all out, Nathan stopped pretending.

"So what if I do?"

"I'm now the new director of the company with absolute decision-making power."

He turned to Director Wilson, his tone horrifyingly cold.

"I refuse to approve the use of the rescue helicopter."

"There's no need to waste the company's precious medical resources on two old people with one foot in the grave."

He looked down at me, his eyes full of vengeful pleasure.

"All these years I've been like a slave in your Hart family, suffering endless humiliation. I put up with your spoiled princess temper."

"But those two old fools were always guarding against me. Even though you're their only daughter, they refused to hand over the company and made me some bullshit manager!"

"They thought they were so high and mighty, but deep down they just looked down on someone from the bottom like me!"

He grew more excited, his face twisted.

"But now, isn't their precious daughter being played by me? Their lives are in my hands too!"

"I want to see if you, with your untouchable heiress act, can really stay this calm!"

Diana also stepped forward, her face full of malice.

"Why should you be born into wealth and luxury? Nathan and I had to endure poverty from childhood? This society is so unfair! But it doesn't matter—now Nathan has corrected God's mistake."

She smugly touched her flat stomach.

"I can't be the heir to a fortune. But I can spend the rest of my life as a wealthy wife. From now on, everything you enjoyed will be mine!"

Nathan pulled out a document—a Waiver of Parental Rights Agreement.

He shoved a pen into my hand.

"Sign it."

"Then cooperate with Diana and deliver this baby safely."

"For the sake of our three years of marriage, I'm still willing to pay for that top postpartum care center."

"At least you won't end up on the streets right after giving birth."

All the nurses and doctors in the hallway looked at me with sympathy.

My baby had been switched, my family fortune had been hollowed out, and now even my parents' lives were in danger.

I must be completely broken, ready to kneel and beg them.

But I just smiled.

"That's it?"

Nathan's first reaction was to turn to Diana:

"Can a mentally unstable pregnant woman still give birth?"

Diana frowned too:

"If we have to, we'll do a forced C-section. If she dies, she can only blame her bad luck."

They thought I'd been driven insane.

I watched them sing their duet and smiled.

"Do you think I'm completely powerless now?"

Diana raised an eyebrow mockingly:

"Evelyn Hart, stop posturing. You're facing death and still talking tough!"

My gaze was piercing:

"I was going to keep it from you forever, but since you've confessed everything, I'll return the favor with three confessions of my own. This is the first!"

Before I finished speaking, a man entered holding a document folder.

The man handed the documents to me respectfully:

"Miss Hart, here are the rush amniocentesis results you requested."

"DNA paternity test shows 99.9% similarity. There is a clear biological mother-child relationship between the fetus and Evelyn Hart!"

"Impossible!"

Nathan snatched the report, staring at it with wide eyes.

Diana leaned over too, the color draining completely from her face.

"How is this possible? Nathan, you said..."

Nathan screamed hysterically,

"When we did IVF, I personally bribed the lab staff! I watched them replace your eggs with Diana's with my own eyes! How can this child be yours!"

Nathan stood frozen as if struck by lightning.

I watched his breakdown and dropped another bombshell.

"Not only did I use my own eggs, I didn't even use your sperm."

"What?!"