Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 1877

Maisie widened her eyes in disbelief, her mind going blank as she froze in place.

Daniel tried to hold her shoulders, but she recoiled as if electrified. She stumbled back, her eyes revealing a trace of fear.

"Maisie..."

"Is what you're saying true?" Maisie's voice quivered. "This... This is too sudden, I..."

Her words were incoherent. She didn't know how to express the emotions flooding her at that moment.

Panic? Confusion? Anger?

It seemed like all of them, yet also like none of them.

She couldn't comprehend how she suddenly transitioned from being Cindy's daughter to the Newhouse heiress. She couldn't understand why her parents had abandoned her in the first 20-some years of her life.

She didn't understand what she had done wrong to face this upheaval in her life...

It was too dramatic!

She wished she could consider it all a dream, hoping her life would be the same as before when she woke up.

"I know it's hard for you to accept it now, but it's the truth!" Daniel licked his lips, inching closer. "Think about it calmly. If you were Cindy's daughter, why is it that your entire family suffers from diabetes, except you? Are you lucky? No, it's because your genetic makeup differs from theirs!"

Maisie felt dizzy as if someone was choking her, the suffocation climbing from her heart.

Daniel had to continue despite the difficulty. "I've been investigating this, and Chris and Lena have been helping me. Chris witnessed Jodie visiting Owen together with Cindy at the rehab center. If they weren't a family, why would Jodie do that?

Cordelia and Zephyr were already present inside the conference room. Zuko, Chris, and Lena were also there, each wearing a grave expression.

Wilfred entered the room almost simultaneously with Daniel and Maisie.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton..." He was drenched in sweat, appearing extremely humble in front of Zephyr and Cordelia. He didn't dare to sit, standing not far from the door. He was also slightly hunched, looking meek.

Cordelia glanced at him, already showing signs of displeasure.

Wilfred pleaded, "As soon as I heard about this matter, I rushed over... I know, all the blame lies with my daughter. How's Mr. Toph now?"

"What do you think?" Zephyr's voice was icy. "She almost killed my son. How well do you think he'd be faring?"

Wilfred dared not make a sound, standing silently in his place.