The police stopped, and everyone in the room fell into stunned silence.

William’s brows furrowed. His gaze became tense as he looked at Tyler.

“Mr. Hunt, this is a family matter for the Lloyds. It wouldn’t be appropriate for an outsider like you to get involved,” he said.

Tyler slowly rose from his chair and leaned casually against the edge of the conference table. His gaze lifted slightly. The natural force of his presence was impossible to ignore.

At William’s words, he let out a deep, hoarse chuckle. His fingers tapped rhythmically against the table. His expression remained cool and unbothered.

“If that’s the case, Mr. Lewis, then what are you doing here? Are you trying to win your ex-wife back?”

William was at a complete loss for words. His face turned red from shame and frustration.

Samantha chimed in nervously, “Mr. Hunt, we understand you may have some personal ties to the Lloyd family, and perhaps you’re here to help Rachel. But the law makes it very clear: she’s not Mr. Lloyd’s biological daughter. Technically speaking, she has no legal claim to the inheritance.”

Tyler raised an eyebrow and shot back with a question that stunned everyone present. “Who told you she’s not related to the Lloyd family?”

Everyone froze.

At this moment, Yvette finally couldn’t hold back.

“Mr. Hunt, you must be joking!” she blurted out. “Rachel is only an adopted daughter. There’s no way she could be Dad’s biological child. Even if you’re trying to help her, you can’t just tell lies like that. And we’ve said it already–if she really needed money, we would’ve helped her out of respect for our past as a family.”

Tyler calmly pulled out his phone and made a call. “Yale, come in.”

Moments later, Yale entered the room with a document in hand. He handed it to Tyler, who unsealed the envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper.

“Take a look for yourselves.”

Rachel stood nearby. She couldn’t quite make out the text from where she was, but there was something oddly familiar about the document.

The others all leaned in to read. There was an uproar.

“What is this? No way!”

“This has to be fake! This is insane!”

Yvette and Sasha, sensing something was wrong from the commotion, stepped forward anxiously.

Yvette snatched the document from the table; as her eyes scanned the contents, her expression went rigid. The next second, she flung the paper away like it burned her.

“No, this is impossible! That can’t be real! You must’ve forged it!”

Sasha noticed her daughter’s panic and quickly bent down to pick up the document. After reading it, she too paled in horror.

“T–This can’t be true! There’s no way Rachel is Jim’s real daughter! This has to be fake! You forged it!”

Gone was Sasha’s elegant poise. She now looked as pale as a ghost and was shaken to the core.

Tyler gave the table a light tap with his knuckles. “What, a daughter born out of wedlock doesn’t count as one now?”

Even Rachel was stunned. She hesitantly stepped toward Tyler, her expression full of disbelief and unease.

“Mr. Hunt, what is this? Am I my father’s illegitimate daughter?”

Tyler’s gaze settled on her. Rachel tilted her head slightly to meet his eyes. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. The moment their eyes locked, it felt electric.

“Yes. Your father never told Melanie. He was afraid she couldn’t handle it. Years ago, on a business trip, he got drunk and had a one-night stand with a local interpreter. Your true mother, terrified, never told him the truth. Instead, she secretly switched you and Yvette.”