Chapter 4

The air froze again.

Everyone stared at me as if I were insane.

The fake Lily in Grandma Margaret's arms also shivered.

[How does this nanny know I'm the fake Lily? Never mind, she has no proof. I'll just pretend to cry to distract them!]

Immediately, heart-wrenching wails echoed through the banquet hall.

The fake Lily cried, trembling, as if she were about to faint.

Sarah, whose maternal instincts were heightened, immediately panicked.

"Chloe, shut up!"

"We only left our daughter for a few minutes to use the restroom. How could she possibly be swapped so easily?"

To others, it sounded like a desperate baby's cry, but to my ears, it was a clear, insidious plot.

[If I just cry and act pitiful, making the Davis family feel sorry for me, Chloe will be doomed!]

Mr. Davis's gaze was like daggers, making my heart pound.

But I couldn't back down. If Lily was left in that stuffy place for another five minutes, she would be dead. And then Brenda might even blame me, and I wouldn't be able to explain it even with ten mouths!

"Brenda, where have you hidden Lily?!"

"Hand her over now, and it's not too late! If anything happens to her, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail!"

Brenda's face stiffened, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes.

I then shouted to Grandma Margaret, "Two babies, there must be something different about them! Grandma Margaret, look closely! I'm sure you can spot the difference!"

Grandma Margaret frowned, half-believing, half-doubting, and slowly lifted the child, intending to take a closer look.

But the fake Lily started fussing uncontrollably.

[I won't let them look!]

[Hope Mom doesn't give up. Just a few more minutes, and Lily will be dead!]

After a few seconds of internal struggle, Brenda hardened her heart, falling to her knees to feign distress.

"Chloe, I don't know what I've done to offend you."

"If there's an issue, we can talk outside. Please stop scaring the Davis family and Lily..."

What was supposed to be a lovely birthday party had turned into chaos because of me.

Mr. Davis, enraged, threw a wine glass at me. "Chloe, are you done or not? I don't believe anyone would dare to touch my daughter!"

I couldn't dodge it. With a sharp ringing in my ears, I was hit, my head bleeding.

The bodyguards, grim-faced, surrounded me, vowing to teach me a lesson.

I stumbled backward, enduring the intense pain, and desperately emphasized to them, "You have to believe me! This isn't your biological daughter! If you don't believe me, get a DNA test!"

"Lily Davis is hidden in a very dark and stuffy place. The priority is to find her immediately!"

"Any later, and her life will be in danger!"

In a daze, Lily's whimpering baby voice grew even weaker.

[So stuffy and hot, like there's fire burning above me. My head feels heavy...]

[If no one comes to save me, I'm going to pass out...]

I keenly picked up on the details in her baby talk.

But if I just ran off now, everyone would think I was fleeing, and no one might follow.

To keep the Davis family's attention, I gritted my teeth.

I lunged forward, snatched the fake Lily, and then ran towards the kitchen.

"If you want your daughter back, follow me!"