Chapter 694 The Truth Buried in Blood

Owen didn’t dare respond. He was afraid Yunice might be recording him. Instead, he sneered coldly.

“You and my mom must be delusional.”

Yunice raised her eyes, amused. “Owen, are you that scared I’ll take your inheritance?”

She stood, arching an eyebrow at him. “Elsie’s far more useful in my hands than you think… Don’t even dream of touching a cent of Father’s will.”

As she passed Lily again, Yunice calmly pulled out her phone and called her lawyer.

“Now you can help me apply for a paternity test, and draft a lawsuit for property misappropriation.”

Lily overheard and lunged forward, grabbing the hem of Yunice’s pants. “What do you think you’re doing? You have no say in this family. Even if you sue, it won’t matter!”

But Yunice stepped back, and Lily lost her grip.

Then Yunice walked off, her back straight and composed. That silhouette alone made Lily think of the version of her that used to hunch and cower.

How had someone so invisible ended up stepping all over them?

What Lily didn’t understand was that some fates are self–inflicted. Yunice hadn’t destroyed them – she’d simply nudged them down a path they’d already chosen with their selfishness and rot. The Saunders family was crumbling from within.

Meanwhile, at the police station, Elsie was screaming, demanding a DNA test. She insisted her fingerprints, her DNA, everything would prove she was “Yunice,” Owen’s sister, Lily’s daughter.

But when the results came back, they stunned her.

“This is a DNA test submitted by Ms. Yunice. It confirms a biological relationship between Yunice and Mr. Will. Here is your own DNA test with Mr. Will – no biological relationship. Therefore, you are not Yunice.”

Elsie’s eyes went wide. “My dad’s been dead for years! How could there be a blood sample for testing? That woman must’ve rigged it!”

The officer replied, “During his lifetime, Mr. Will conducted a paternity test while helping his daughter Yunice update her birth records. That test was archived at the hospital. Through STR marker analysis, you and Yunice are shown to be half–siblings. But again, you share no blood relation with Mr. Will.”

Elsie’s mind went blank.

“Half–siblings…? No, I’m Will’s daughter!”

The officer continued, “You also share a half–sibling relationship with Oscar.”

Elsie paused, then tried to fight back. “Owen and I have a sibling test that proves we’re full siblings! If I’m not Will’s daughter, then neither is he!”

The officer didn’t answer, instead flipping through several reports.

Just then, another officer walked in carrying two more documents. He whispered something into the lead officer’s ear.

The lead officer looked up, his gaze unsettling. Then he opened one of the reports and said, “A new DNA test was just submitted. It clearly establishes a biological relationship between you and a man named Timothy.”

“Timothy has a record in our system related to human trafficking. He fathered a daughter with a victim named Lily, who was rescued by authorities in 20XX. He left a DNA sample during that case, so there’s no doubt about this result.”

“You are the same child the police rescued all those years ago. You are Elsie.”

Elsie’s face went ghost–white. Clutching her swollen belly, she shook her head. “No… I’m not…“

“I’m… I’m Will’s daughter. I’m Yunice,” she sobbed, her voice trembling. “My friends and family can all vouch for me. I’m the only daughter my father ever had. I don’t even know anyone named Timothy.”

The officer pressed further.

“If you’re Yunice, then where is Timothy and Lily’s daughter, the real Elsie?”

Elsie wiped her tears. “She probably changed her identity. Maybe she’s the one who framed me…. She’s jealous of me and trying to steal my place.”

The officer cut in bluntly. “You’re referring to the other Yunice?”

Elsie frowned. “She’s a fake. If she weren’t, why would Oscar and Owen recognize me, not her?”

The officer showed her a video. “Then is this not you in the footage?”

It was surveillance of her house–hunting trip with Timothy. Her face was unmistakably clear.

Even if she was thinner now, modern facial recognition wasn’t so easily fooled.

Elsie bit her lip, then suddenly snapped, “What’s the point of all this? Go ask Owen and Lily who I am! Don’t they know their own daughter?”