My Sweet Grandma Plotted My Death for Cash
Uncle Daniel's fingers were trembling when he shoved his phone into Aunt Molly's face, exclaiming, "You bitch! Take a look at this!"
Ashton's blood test report was clearly displayed on the screen.
The color drained from Aunt Molly's face after she glanced at the screen. Her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.
Just then, Ashton sauntered into the house. When he noticed the tense atmosphere, he approached Aunt Molly, holding her hand before demanding, "Why did you slap Mom, Dad?"
Uncle Daniel turned to look at Ashton. He stared at the man he had called his son for the past two decades and slowly realized that Ashton looked nothing like him.