It took just a second for Carly to come at her, hysterical, and another for the dull, solid sound of a punch to echo through the room, sending her crashing to the floor. She might still be small, but Charlotte Pierce was no longer weak. And the rage burning inside her made her stronger than ever. "Lay a single finger on me and I swear you'll pay in blood, in the worst way. Up until now, all I've wanted is your ruin. Don't make me start wishing for your death too, because believe me, my energy is way too powerful," Charlotte warned, glaring down at her sister as Carly looked up at her with pure hatred. Doris stared in horror, while Conrad's mind spun with only one thought: the fortune at stake if Carly turned out not to be his daughter. Charlotte relished the panic and desperation etched on the faces of the two people who had raised her. Then she lifted the summons with a mocking gesture. "Tomorrow morning I'll take this test, dear father. Then we'll see who ends up crying," she
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