Switched at Birth… or So She Thought

I stared at Trevor and Pamela, who were still tangled together in such an intimate position. Something was off, so I cleared my throat loudly. Suddenly, Trevor snapped back to reality and shoved Pamela aside. "Lorelai, I was just helping her with the button. I didn't mean to—"Before he could finish his sentence, I cut him off. "That's enough. Go make me a cup of coffee." Years of knowing Trevor had taught me exactly what kind of man he was. It was clear that Pamela, the scheming woman, was behind all of this.Hence, I figured that it was the perfect chance to talk to her alone and get to the bottom of it all. But to my surprise, Pamela scrambled to her feet. With a pained expression, she rushed ahead of Trevor and said, "Ms. Crawford, let me get the coffee for you."With that, she disappeared out of the office. Moments later, she returned with a cup in her hands. I could tell that it was instant coffee from how quickly she returned. Since I only drank freshly brewed ones,

All eyes were on Tabitha in the video, so no one seemed to notice the young boy trailing behind her. Meanwhile, Pamela broke down. "Why are you changing the subject, Lori? Does it really matter who the boy is? I've suffered so much because of you! Don't you feel the least bit guilty?"Alarmed by her distress, Trevor stepped forward, pulling her into his arms as he glared at me."Lorelai, you're so stubborn! How can you not feel ashamed?" he barked. "The issue isn't about the boy. It's that you and Pamela were switched at birth! You've been living the life she was meant to have while she's been suffering in your place!"Trevor's outburst set off a wave of mocking remarks from the shareholders."Lorelai, we've known you since you were a kid. We've always thought that you were level-headed. Otherwise, we wouldn't have supported you as vice president. But today, you've let us all down," one of them commented.Another chimed in, "Not only are you refusing to take a stand at such a cr

"Don't worry about me. This is just how I am. I cry easily. You'll get used to it," Pamela continued, her smile restrained. "I've never had a birthday celebration. Not once in my life. "Back home, my adoptive mother always made sure that Cotton ate first. If there was anything left after it was done, then maybe… I'd get a bite."Her voice wavered as she explained, "Cotton was the family dog. My adoptive mother adored it and treated it like a son."Her words sent a ripple through the room. Sympathy flickered in everyone's gazes before they quickly spoke up to comfort her. Trevor, on the other hand, looked stricken. He strode over and pulled Pamela into a tight embrace in a flash, murmuring something into her ear.Then, suddenly, his head snapped up. His gaze locked onto me, sharp and furious."Lorelai Crawford! You did this on purpose, didn't you?" he snarled. "Have you no shame? Pammy didn't complain about you being here, yet you took advantage of her kindness. "I can't belie

Pamela's voice turned sharp, laced with fury and despair. At the same time, her eyes burned with resentment as she glared at us. It was evident that she refused to accept the truth. Beside her, Trevor stood rooted to the spot, suspicion etched across his features. His expression made it clear that he wasn't buying Shane's story either.But this time, he didn't speak up for Pamela as he had before. Instead, he stood in silence with his brow furrowed. At that moment, my father's phone rang in his pocket. He pulled it out, only to realize that it was a message from the hospital where my mother had given birth to me. The truth was, as soon as Pamela had claimed we were switched at birth, my father had already reached out to the hospital. He had instructed them to retrieve the surveillance footage from all those years ago to uncover what really happened.His fingers trembled as he tapped the screen, his gaze clouded with nervous anticipation. He then slowly opened the chat and playe

I stood still, watching his pathetic act with indifference. I couldn't help but recall all the times I had brought up marriage in the past. Back then, Trevor would always use his career as an excuse, insisting he couldn't think about settling down until he had achieved success. I had been so naive and foolish. I actually believed his ambition was admirable. I even convinced myself that he was someone to be respected and that a future with him was something to look forward to.But now, the truth was plain to see.What good was love if it came too late? Besides, Trevor's so-called devotion had never been genuine in the first place.He didn't love me. What he loved was the status, the wealth, and the power that came with me. All I felt was utter disappointment. I couldn't even be bothered to speak to him. I immediately motioned for security. My expression remained blank as I watched them throw Trevor out, flowers and all. While scrambling to get up, he called my name over and