Bride Behind The Mask

Chapter 612 Hackett was left utterly speechless, a sharp pang in his chest making him stagger, almost unable to stand on his own two feet.

Miley inwardly cheered for Frederick, thinking he was the real deal. Everyone had been played by the Lockwoods, but he kept his head clear! He was just so darn cool and. awesome!

Her excitement cranked up the volume as she chimed in, “Exactly! You've all been beating around the bush, but isn’t it just because you don’t want to take a paternity test? What are you so afraid of? What are you trying to hide?”

At that moment, Yuna, who had been unable to get a word in, couldn’t take it anymore!

She was like an ant on a hot griddle, glancing helplessly at the silent Zoe and then at Hackett, who had no say in front of Robert and Frederick.

She knew all too well that Zoe was useless, and Hackett, who was under his wife’s thumb, was even less reliable. So, it seemed she had to take matters into her own hands with Penelope.

With a plan brewing, she immediately grabbed Penelope’s hand and spoke in a tone of utter misery, “Mom, please talk some sense into him. The way he’s humiliating me, | might as well just drop dead right now!NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Or maybe you should just consider Marguerite your daughter and I'll step aside, how about that? I’ve known hard times since | was a kid, and | won’t complain about going back to that.

Just knowing you and dad are my kin is enough for me. The Fitzgerald heiress title is too heavy, too heavy for me to bear. Let me go back to the countryside...”

Yuna burst into tears as she spoke.

Hackett, watching her act, was torn between anger and heartache, scolding her, “Why would you say such things? The Fitzgerald heiress is you, and you alone!”

Yuna sniffled but didn’t respond to Hackett, instead turning her pitiful gaze toward Penelope.

She knew her tactic of a strategic retreat worked on Hackett but wasn’t sure about Penelope.

So, all her hopes were pinned on Penelope.

Penelope, the person in question, seemed torn, her expression complex.

Yuna thought she had swayed Penelope and just waited for her to put an end to all this.

But things didn’t turn out as she wished.

Penelope gently squeezed Yuna’s hand in consolation and looked at Robert, her tone soft and kind, “Yuna, this farce has gone

on long enough. It’s been painful for me to watch your and your brother at odds. Since he insists, you should just prove it to him, and perhaps find some peace afterward.”

Penelope had her own motives, of course. Before the first paternity test results came out, the whole family believed her daughter was Marguerite. She was deeply disappointed but had no choice but to accept the outcome.

However, Robert’s persistent investigations had indeed surprised her.

So, why not go for another paternity test? If Marguerite truly was her daughter, it would be a cause for celebration; if not, things would remain as they were. Either way, it seemed like a win-win situation.

Yuna was shocked to her core! Prove it to him? How could she? She wasn’t a Fitzgerald by birth, so what evidence could she possibly provide?

Yuna felt as though she had reached a dead end.

And just as Robert was about to lead everyone to the testing room, Frederick cut through the crowd and pushed Marguerite in front of Hackett with a simple but emphatic declaration, “Not just that, Hackett and Marguerite, they need to be tested as well.”