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    Kristopher already knew the diagnosis; the doctor’s words were nothing new to him. But what held his attention was Carrie—her worry, her intensity, her sincerity.

    It stood in stark contrast to Aliza’s recent, hollow gestures of affection. A slow ache of regret stirred in him. He couldn’t help but quietly scold himself for not seeing through the pretense sooner.

    Meanwhile, at the Hinks family vi…

    The DNA test results had arrived from Egoshire.

    Not by email. Not through a courier. But hand-delivered by doctors from the institution—flown in on the Hinks family’s private helicopter.

    Kelsey stared down at the report, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. She nced up at Jacob, and in that moment, no words were needed.

    He caught the message in her eyes, carefully re-reading the report before looking up to question the doctor. “Is there any room for error here? After all, they’re not…

    Mother and daughter. Could the match be inurate when it was between an aunt and her niece?

    “Absolutely no possibility of error,” the lead doctor answered with unwavering certainty. “An aunt and niece share ovepping X chromosome data passed down from a maternal ancestor—typically the aunt’s mother or the niece’s grandmother. Modern DNA profiling, using STR and SNP analysis, provides aprehensive match. And we’re using the most advanced technology on the.”

    Kelsey barely registered the scientific exnation. Her mind locked onto one phrase: absolutely no possibility of error.

    She had once believed—thanks to the Morrison family’s interference—that the Hinks bloodline had been wiped out and that she was thest of them. She had epted her fate. Resigned herself to waiting for the end.

    But now… this report was more than just a document. It was a resurrection. A second chance at life.

    Her pulse raced as if she’d been pulled from a riptide—not just to safety, but straight into the arms of salvation. Not a lifeline—no. A full-fledged lifeboat.

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    Beside her, Jacob remained the cooler head. After clearing up a few details with the doctors, he politely saw them out.

    When he stepped back into the house, Kelsey was looking up at him expectantly.

    “What do we do now?” she asked softly. “Do we go straight to the Morrisons and demand Carrie back?”

    “No,” Jacob said firmly, shaking his head as he shut the door and made sure ittched tight. The conversation to follow would require absolute privacy.

    Jacob made sure every door and window was shut before sitting next to Kelsey. He took her hand gently and exined in a calm, steady voice, “Listen, in Isonridge, we’ll never be able to overpower the Morrison family. If we act without thinking, it won’t end well. They’re not some average family you can scare or buy off. They’re all about status, not money.

    Whether they really care about Carrie or not doesn’t even matter—what matters is how she boosts their image. And from what I’ve heard, she’s talented in music. They’re probably grooming her to help them lock down influence in the Music Association. That kind of clout? You can’t just throw money at it and hope it sticks.”

    Kelsey blurted out, “So why not go straight to Carrie and talk to her? Whatever they won’t give her, we can. No way the Morrisons will ever let her have real power in the family.”

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