Jennifer found the results ridiculous. She stepped back, looking hard at Evelyn and Teresa.

“I’m not your daughter?” Jennifer scoffed. “Are you two just playing some sick game? If you don’t want me, whatever. I never even liked the name Hannah. I’m Jennifer now. I’m a brand-new person, someone with no ties to the Johnston family.”

“Are you done? You refused to skip the DNA test, but now you won’t accept the results. This is already the third time, and we did everything right in front of you."

“The three of us submitted the samples and picked up the results together. You still don’t believe it–what exactly do you want?” Teresa asked.

“Then why am I not your sister? If I weren’t born to Evelyn, then whose child am I?” Jennifer demanded.

Evelyn, already expecting Jennifer to react this way, said cautiously, “Hannah, calm down. You might be my cousin Peggy’s child."

“We gave birth at the same hospital back then. Maybe I had a son and she had a daughter, and after giving birth, we accidentally took home the wrong babies.”

“Shut up! Do you think I’m a fool?” Jennifer shot back, her disbelief only growing.

‘Seriously? Of all people, this kind of thing had to happen to me?’ she sneered in her heart.

Jennifer glared at Evelyn, unleashing all her pent-up anger. “You know what? I wish you’d just said I was adopted."

“At least that would explain why you treated me so horribly as a kid and why you ignored me all these years. It’s all because of you–I grew up drowning in fear and self-doubt.”

“No, I swear I didn’t, Hannah. This hurts me too. All these years, I never once doubted you were my daughter. How could things end up like this?” Evelyn broke down, collapsing onto the floor in tears.

Teresa rushed to support Evelyn. “Mom, calm down. Get up first.”

Jennifer stood over Evelyn, looking down at her. Right in front of her, she tore the test report in half and let the pieces fall onto Evelyn’s head.

“My luck’s been terrible my whole life,” Jennifer said bitterly. “Just when things are finally looking up, this happens. None of you can stand me, do you?”

“No one has a problem with you–you’re the one who can’t accept yourself,” Teresa said. She placed a hand on her pregnant belly and carefully helped Evelyn stand up. “Come on, Mom, get off the floor."

Then she turned to Jennifer and added, “Maybe Peggy’s baby and you were really switched back then. Whether it was an accident or on purpose, we still don’t know."

“Miriam’s done a DNA test before, and it showed we’re related by blood. So, we’re probably not sisters, but cousins.”

Jennifer stayed silent. After a while, she wiped away her tears and said coldly, “I understand now."

“What do you know?” Teresa was confused.

“This is all Miriam’s fault. She’s doing this to mess with me on purpose.”

“Can you stop losing it, Jennifer?”

Jennifer had already hailed a taxi and jumped in. She was convinced Miriam was behind everything. She needed a target–someone to blame for all this mess. And she thought the busybody Miriam was perfect for the job.

“Where are you going? Hey, stop right there!” Teresa shouted, but it was no use. Jennifer was already gone.

Teresa glanced back at Evelyn, who was completely falling apart. She was overwhelmed and didn’t know what else to do. All she could manage was helping Evelyn into the car.

Meanwhile, Miriam had come to Horizonlead Group today. Part of the reason was to see Edward, her boyfriend, but also because Jonathan now knew about Michael.

Since Edward worked here, she figured she should clear things up. Plus, she wanted to have a word with Jonathan about how tough it was for Teresa to raise a kid on her own–maybe then he’d treat Teresa better.

Just as Miriam approached the entrance, a message popped up in the Muffin’s Friends group chat. Jennifer–who wasn’t even in her contacts -had tagged her: [Miriam, where are you? We need to talk.]

Miriam, puzzled, replied that she was at Horizonlead Group and asked Jennifer what was up.

Jennifer fired back: [Why are you at Teresa’s ex-husband’s company? Are you trying to get with her ex or something? Are you purposely trying to drive a wedge between us sisters? What the hell are you up to?]

Miriam nearly exploded when she saw that message. She instantly unleashed a wild, full-60-second voice message, venting all her rage without holding back.

Teresa checked the group chat a bit later. She played Miriam’s voice message, which ran the full 60 seconds without pause. But Teresa knew that wasn’t because Miriam couldn’t keep going. That was just how long her body could handle it.

‘Has Jennifer lost it? What is she even talking about?’ Teresa thought. Then she turned to Evelyn. “Mom, I’ll get you to a hotel nearby first. I need to swing by Horizonlead Group.”

Evelyn nodded. “It’s fine if you go see Jonathan. Maybe he can help out. I’m sure the babies really were switched back then.”

“I’m not going to him for help. Jennifer’s over there stirring up trouble. Let me get you to the hotel first,” Teresa said.

After making sure Evelyn was settled, Teresa drove off. ‘There’s never a moment’s peace for me,’ she thought, sighing.

Jennifer arrived at Horizonlead Group at the same time as Miriam. The two of them marched straight toward each other.

Miriam glared at Jennifer and, without hesitation, grabbed her by the collar. “Who are you calling shady? What exactly are you accusing me of? Teresa and I have been best friends forever—I was there for her when she hit rock bottom."

“Our friendship is solid. You’ve got zero evidence, and you’re throwing around these wild accusations? Do you seriously think everyone’s as messed up as you are?”

Jennifer let out a cold laugh and shook off Miriam’s hand, annoyed. “Then why are you even here at Horizonlead Group? And what gives you the right to say I’m not Teresa’s sister?”

“The DNA test makes it crystal clear–you’re not Teresa’s mom’s daughter,” Miriam shot back. “And for the record, I’m here to see my boyfriend. Edward. Got it?”

She paused. “You treat Teresa like garbage, your attitude is toxic, and you’re just plain awful. How dare you come at me? You should just get lost–get out of Nareigh already.”

Jennifer was already fuming, and Miriam was just as pissed. In no time, the two of them were yanking each other’s hair, totally losing it and getting into a full-on catfight.

In the conference room on the 12th floor, Jonathan’s secretary rushed in and reported, “Mr. Lynn, there’s trouble. Two women are brawling downstairs on the first floor.”

“Tell them if they fight, I’ll dock their pay,” Jonathan replied coolly.

The secretary looked stressed. “They’re not employees. I even saw Teresa down there.”

Jonathan’s calm vanished. He shot up from his seat, ended the meeting on the spot, and strode straight for the door. “Which entrance are they at?”

“The south entrance,” the secretary replied.

Jonathan quickened his steps, hurrying over without a second thought.