Chapter 4

Sunday afternoon, I was practicing flower arrangement in the garden. A middle-aged couple poked their heads tentatively out from the villa entrance. Their eyes lit up when they saw me.

“Blair! Blair! Daddy and Mommy are here to take you home!”

I coldly replied, “I’m sorry, I don’t know you.”

Chloe heard the commotion and walked out of the living room, sneering, “People shouldn’t forget their roots, you know. No matter what, you shouldn’t abandon your own parents!”

She opened the door, letting my former adoptive parents in. Julian and Ryder happened to come downstairs at that moment.

Ryder, my youngest brother, ran the family’s underground dealings and always had a short temper. He glared at the couple. “I haven’t even come to settle scores with you about the swap, and you dare show up on our doorstep?”

Brenda, my adoptive mother, quickly started wailing dramatically. “It’s a misunderstanding! We’re victims too! The nurse must have swapped the babies by mistake. We absolutely didn’t do it on purpose!”

She looked at me and continued, “Blair is our biological daughter. Since Chloe has returned to the Sterlings, we want to take Blair home.”

There was no genuine emotion, no maternal love in her eyes—only a calculating scheme hidden deep within.

I wondered how many benefits Chloe had promised her to make her bold enough to come to the Sterling house and demand me.

If I could see through such a flimsy trick, how could Julian, a seasoned old fox in the business world, not? He once again tossed the question to me. “Blair, I respect your choice. Do you want to go with them?”