Chapter 336 Make a Scene?

“What happened back then with the baby swap?”

“What do you think? It’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? Sandra switched Bianca’s daughter with her own.”

“Wow, talk about a power move! An illegitimate child suddenly becomes the legitimate heiress. Sandra really played her cards right! Bianca must be seething, having poured her heart and soul into raising her enemy’s child.”

“Not only did Sandra steal her husband, but she also took Bianca’s kid. That’s low, even for her.”

“Thank goodness Meryl was found. Can you imagine if she hadn’t? She’d be living a lifetime of misery.”

“Honestly, both Bianca and Meryl are the real victims here.”

Amidst the crowd’s murmurs, Malcolm stood silent, grappling with the weight of the accusations.

Seeing him quiet only fueled Bianca’s rage. “You little tramp! Why did you switch my daughter? How could you be so cruel?” Bianca shouted, her hand flying out to slap Sandra again.

With each blow, Sandra’s face swelled, the humiliation palpable.

Trapped in Bianca’s fury, she couldn’t even defend herself, casting desperate glances at Malcolm for help. He was her lifeline.

Bianca seethed, saying, “Malcolm, while I was in labor, you and this woman quietly swapped my daughter. Did you think I’d just disappear?

“How could you send my Meryl to that kind of family? Malcolm, what were you thinking?”

With Bianca’s finger jabbing into his chest, Malcolm’s face drained of color.

Malcolm had been completely unaware of the swap at the time.

It was only when Bianca discovered the mix-up that he reconnected with Sandra.

Initially, he had serious reservations about Sandra’s decision to switch the babies.

He thought it was too cunning.

But when Sandra tearfully confessed how she had endured the scorn of society while raising her child alone, he understood her motivations.

She didn’t want her daughter to live under the stigma of being a love child, which led to the swap.

“Where did the other child go?” Malcolm had asked her, and once she explained, he managed to locate Meryl.

To Malcolm, it didn’t matter which child was raised by whom; they were both his flesh and blood.

Now, faced with Bianca’s accusations, he couldn’t throw Sandra under the bus.

That would only redirect Bianca’s wrath toward her, prolonging the conflict.

“Meryl has been found, and that’s in the past. What’s the point in dragging this out?” Malcolm replied, trying to keep his voice steady.

Bianca cried, her eyes glistening with tears, “Just because you found her doesn’t erase the suffering Meryl endured!

“Malcolm, you owe us both! I want a divorce! You need to leave everything behind!”

Malcolm’s expression turned icy.

After decades of marriage, their families had become intertwined financially. Splitting everything apart wouldn’t be easy.

A divorce would mean a complete restructuring of the company, sparking a media frenzy and causing a significant drop in stock prices.

Who could bear such a loss?

Malcolm assumed Bianca was just venting her anger. He leaned in, speaking softly, “Let’s not make a scene. There are too many eyes on us.”

“Make a scene? This isn’t just a little spat!”

Bianca was the victim here, and yet he dismissed her pain as mere theatrics. All she wanted was to confront him about the betrayal, but he was treating it like a trivial argument. It was as if she had shared her life with a stranger for decades.

At that moment, Bianca thought of Meryl.

She thought, “How heartbreaking it must have been for her to face such a situation in the past.”