Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle had been freeloading off the Haywood family for so many years, and would the Haywood family have just let her go?

She had to be put to good use, naturally.

Faith tossed the conversation like a hot potato to Robert, her tone edged with a veiled threat. As a mother, she had noticed Spencer’s odd behavior towards Brielle and decided to settle her son’s marriage sooner rather than later, to put her own mind at ease. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Robert nodded; he did indeed have a sultor in mind.

Brielle couldn’t believe how shameless the two were. Using her in the past wasn’t enough, and now they wanted her to sell out her marriage too.

She was about to speak up when Mark, shaking, pointed towards the orphanage’s front gate. “You people! Get out! Get out of the orphanage!”

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Mark had finally seen the light; not one person present Brielle’s side. They were all leeches. His eyes instantly bloodshot, and he collapsed.

“Mark!” Brielle was startled and rushed to help him up. “Doctor! Doctor, help!”

There was a doctor present, holding a paternity test report, confused by the sudden turn of events. How come everyone seemed to know the results before he had even spoken a word?

Without a second thought, he helped Mark into the car. An elderly man fainting from anger was a dangerous sign, one wrong move and he could be bedridden for life.

Brielle’s face was pale, trying to remain calm, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. “To the hospital, right now.”

The doctor, understanding the gravity of the situation, hurriedly asked a colleague to drive while he stayed behind.

Mixed emotions filled the room; Cameron was the first to leave, feeling out of place. Lillian was the happiest, clutching the doctor’s sleeve excitedly. “Thank you, doctor, for all your hard work. When will my family come to get me?” She was eager to know her true identity.

The doctor looked at her, puzzled, thinking she already knew the truth.

Neither DNA test matched, but a colleague, noticing a resemblance between Lillian and Robert, had done an additional test. Robert’s DNA was on file at the hospital, but the employees who had previously worked on the Haywood’s cases had left, and no one knew where they were. The doctor didn’t stop his colleague, and it turned out Lillian was indeed a Haywood.

Holding those test results, he couldn’t believe it and internally blamed his colleague for meddling. Now, how was he supposed to explain this to the Haywood family? What if they blamed the hospital for the years of mistaken identity?

The doctor’s heart was in turmoil. Many families, including celebrities, came to their hospital for private tests, and his colleague loved gossip. They often did such tests, but he never expected to uncover such a family secret.

Yet, before he could announce it, the Haywoods seemed to already know Lillian was their daughter. How strange.

Hearing Lillian’s question, the doctor was even more perplexed. “Miss Lillian, isn’t your family right here with you?”

Lillian’s smile froze, and her heart filled with panic as her smile faded, “I don’t understand what you mean.”

The doctor gathered the remaining documents, his expression calm, “I thought you knew since you seemed so happy. My colleague did some extra tests, and you indeed share blood with Mr. Haywood. As for Brielle, she is not a Haywood.”

Lillian’s joy vanished at the definitive answer, replaced by fear, as if a hand had seized her throat.

How could this be? After such high hopes, to be told she was a Haywood?

She had been with the Haywoods for so many years, and the novelty had worn off long ago.

And the thought that Brielle might be the real daughter made her eyes redden with rage, her teeth clenched, “Brielle, she’s the one from that family?”

The doctor waved off the matter nonchalantly, “No, it seems the person they’re looking for isn’t at Sunflower Children’s Home. We’ll have to check other orphanages. I apologize for any trouble regarding the Haywood family. My colleague was being nosy.”

Relieved that Brielle wasn’t the international heiress, Lillian felt safer now. She had almost thought she’d be under someone’s thumb again.

Though a twinge of disappointment lingered, when Miranda came running to hug her, Lillian finally felt true joy.