Return Of The Sports Tycoon's Ultimate Heir

Chapter 5

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om. Twenty-two years of life seeme

s had bought for me. I only packed the things I had boug

nd medals in soft cloth. They were the

se the suitcase, the

n, followed by a

ng over my open suitcase and the folded clothes inside. "But before you go, I ha

keeping my hands

my ribs, but I forced my

and made a "please" gest

e Phyllis. The fierce resistanc

pened my suitcase, pulling out the contents

ould look carefully, especially the jewelry. I reme

ed at me suspiciously. "My sapphire

ce was a wedding anniversary gift from Jef

at the door, frowning at th

She must have stolen it!" Ph

en at the luggage on the floor.

usation and said to me,

odd

There's some money in here. The password is your birthday. Y

ing me out the door, yet trying to hand m

d I would go to the Kowalskis, conf

coldly. I wouldn't take a s

e Jeffry's fac

most commanded.

traight in the eye. "Why are you in such a hurry for

eyes flicker. He star

s been found. It's hanging on your jewelry stand. You probabl

ed red and white, u

expression also f

s abnormal behavior planted a d

cal daughter. He seemed to know too much about m

suitcase, ig

n the stairs, each step feeling like I w

tuffing the card into my pocket. "Take it. Cons

k this time, but I k

m and asked on

nd they don't want

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“For twenty-two years, I had believed I was the biological daughter of the wealthy Chapman family. Yet despite that, I was always treated like an outsider while they showered Jenna with love and attention. After a family dinner, Jenna deliberately threw herself down the stairs and cried that I had pushed her. My parents didn't even ask for my side of the story. My father coldly threw a DNA report on the desk and declared that I wasn't their biological daughter after all, and that Jenna was. They stripped me of my belongings, locked me in a dark storage room overnight, and kicked me out the next morning. They handed me an address for my supposed "real" parents, claiming they were ordinary working-class people, then tossed me a few dollars as a final act of charity to get me out of their sight. I couldn't understand how twenty-two years of family ties could be erased by a single fake tear. Even after I smashed a priceless vase to prove Jenna had never actually injured her ankle, they still looked at me with pure disgust. They threw me away like garbage just to protect the daughter they believed was truly theirs. But when I took the bus to the address of my supposed "poor" biological parents, I didn't find a run-down house. Instead, I found a sprawling estate. And standing inside was the billionaire tycoon behind Montgomery Sports Group. In his hands was a new DNA report showing a 99.999% probability of a biological match. "Welcome home, Madisyn," he said, his eyes rimmed red. "We've been searching for you for twenty-two years."”