Chapter 269

At the sound of that name, everyone froze. Neither Janice nor Ross had ever imagined that the woman standing before them was once merely Ruth’s maid.

Madeline’s face twisted in panic. “Sheary, how dare you! Madeline died years ago. If you won’t help me, fine, but don’t spin these ridiculous lies. Is this payback because I wasn’t motherly enough? My husband cheats on me, my daughter slanders me. I might as well just go die.”

Shermaine sneered, “By all means, but wait a bit. After you die, I’ll dump you in the ocean and keep my mom company.”

Madeline shuddered, her blood running cold.

Janice asked in shock, “Sheary, what is going on?”

“Grandma, Ross, Madeline stole my mom’s cloning research. She grew a perfect replica of Ruth’s body, then transplanted her dying brain into it. After that, she and her family murdered Ruth and threw her body into the sea,” Shermaine delivered the horrific truth.

“Lies!” Madeline shrieked, her voice cracking. “What cloning? I don’t know anything.”

Janice and Ross were dumbfounded. If Shermaine said it, it had to be true. She would never lie about this.

That explained why someone could change so completely. It was because this woman wasn’t the same person at all. The unthinkable had happened.

Ross had once suspected this woman might have undergone plastic surgery to look like Ruth, faking her identity. But after having the paternity test and finding a match, he had ruled that out. But if she were a clone, that made sense of everything.

The woman standing in front of them wasn’t Ruth. Their real mother had been dead for fourteen years, and her killer had been living under their roof all along.

Shermaine’s gaze was icy as she stared down at Madeline. “Denial won’t help. Your brother is in my hands. He confessed to everything.”

Madeline trembled all over, her eyes bloodshot. She had returned to the Jean residence to salvage her position, only to have Shermaine rip her disguise to shreds. Now, she stood to lose everything. The thought of her stolen wealth slipping away drove her to the brink of hysteria.

“I’m Ruth!” Madeline snarled, her face contorting. “Brother? I don’t know him. You little bitch!” She lunged at Shermaine, only to be kicked back with brutal efficiency, sprawling onto the floor.

Shermaine said, “Every atrocity your family committed against my mother, I will repay tenfold.”

The words hit Madeline like a death sentence. This was no empty threat.

“A clone like you?” Shermaine said coldly. “You’d make the perfect test subject for a lab.”

Her words hung in the air like a demon’s whisper, flooding Madeline with primal terror. No lies could save her now. Her days were over.

Bradley, who had been waiting outside, walked in. Shermaine ordered, “Take her away.”

“Yes, Mrs. York.” Two men hauled the shrieking Madeline out.

Janice and Ross ignored her protests. They were still numb with grief over Ruth’s true fate.

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