Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Evelina's expression changed drastically. She hadn't anticipated Remington's swift investigation.

Still, she tried to maintain her calm and pretended to be puzzled, "Mr. Dashiell! Yes, I know Frank, but we're hardly close!"

Remington's lips slightly curled and slid his finger across the tablet again.

Suddenly, a scandalous video began to play, and Remington handed the tablet to Martin.

Martin's face turned ashen as he watched the video.

The video showed two people having an affair, and they were Evelina and Frank. It was a compilation, across various settings and times, clearly showed their relationship was far from a brief fling.

Evelina and Frank's faces were unmistakably visible. Martin trembled as he accidentally pressed the volume button, amplifying the sound.

"Babe, who's better, me or Quentin?"

"Mmm, don't stop! You're the best, how could that short-lived Quinn even compare? You're amazing, ah!"

Lizetta was gobsmacked. She instinctively took a step forward, stretching her neck to see and hear clearly. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

But the next moment, she found herself pulled back, with Remington covering her ears.

Lizetta furrowed her brows and struggled, but the man lowered his head to separate his fingers slightly, allowing sound to come through.

"Dirty sights and sounds aren't good for prenatal care."

Lizetta, who religiously listened to prenatal music and talked to her baby, took prenatal care seriously.

Hearing this, she instinctively stopped struggling.

Meanwhile, Evelina was in a frenzy, her face flushed as she snatched the tablet and hurled it against the wall.

Crash!

The tablet hit the ground, its screen shattered, but the video stubbornly played on.

As Evelina was about to rush forward for another blow, Martin slapped her across the face.

"Shameless! Debauched! Carrying a

West

child and you still can't

for yourself, so desperate

for men!"

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"No, Dad, listen to me, the video's fake, forged! Dad, you have to believe me!"

"Don't call me Dad. Tell me, is the child in your stomach truly a West?"

Evelina fell to the ground from the blow. She tearfully scrambled to grab Martin's legs, only to be pushed away.

Pale-faced and clutching her belly, Evelina panicked.

"Yes! The baby's Quinn's, Dad, I had an amniocentesis, and paternity test done, remember?"

Seeing Martin's doubtful look, she turned pleadingly to Barbara.

"Mom, you have to believe me, the baby really is Quinn's, I can do another paternity test!"

Barbara didn't push her away but frowned, her disgust apparent, her earlier warmth towards Evelina gone.

But since she couldn't see the video, she was less shocked and secretly hoped the child was her own son's. "Martin, she did have a paternity test done."

Martin closed his eyes and turned to Remington.

"Remington, is the child in her belly Quinn's?"

Remington released Lizetta, nodding solemnly, "The child is Quinn's.”

Lizetta looked up sharply at Remington, confusion knitting her brows.

She thought releasing the scandalous video was to prove Evelina's child wasn't a West.

But how could it be?

"This child must have a problem! Evelina is not the self-sacrificing type, her rushing out was a ploy to rid herself of the child, and she even wanted to use it to gain favor with the Dashiell family!"

Lizetta trusted her and Yolanda's judgment.

Yet Remington looked down at her, his

", "I had Ray oversee the

paternity test, there won't be any issues. The child is Quinn's

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