But now she knew that it was all worth it. Mrs. Gardner was encouraged by the fact that Makayla's attitude had begun to change.
"Nothing wrong. I just thought it through. After I came back, the way people treated me made me feel like an outcast. It really did some damage to my confidence. I was afraid that if I hug you like this, you will push me away," Makayla said, resting her head on Mrs. Gardner's shoulder.
Mrs. Gardner stroke Makayla's hair. "Oh, baby. Why would you think that? I'm your mom. I'll never do that to you. What's going on in your little mind?"
Mrs. Gardner then gently poked Makayla's forehead. "I'm glad you thought it through. Don't woolgather anymore."
"Okay, I promise. From now on, I'll learn how to be a good daughter," Makayla said.
It was silly of her that, for so long, she never thought of putting much effort into pretending to be Makayla until she knew that Amber was the real daughter of the Gardner family.
But it was not too late. She would try to win over the Gardners from now on so that even if someone jumped out to question her identity, they wouldn't believe it, and even if they believed it, they wouldn't send her away.
In a word, no one could take away the Gardners from her, not even their real daughter.
Mrs. Gardner didn't know what Makayla was thinking, but listening to her sugarcoated words, Mrs. Gardner smiled, "You are already one."
Makayla clasped on Mrs. Gardner's arm and smiled back.
Moments later, she raised her head and looked at Mrs. Gardner's hair. "Mom, your hair is a little messy. Let me comb it for you."
Hearing that her daughter offered to comb her hair, Mrs. Gardner was too happy to question the authenticity of her words. "Sure! Oh, my sweetie Makayla," Mrs. Gardner agreed joyfully.
"I'll go get the comb." With that, Makayla ran upstairs.
Soon, she came back with a comb. Walking behind Mrs. Gardner, she untied her hair and began to comb it.
She gave Mrs. Gardner's hair a tug. The sharp pain didn't irritate Mrs. Gardner at all. She thought that Makayla must have developed this strength from all those farm works she did.
After all, this was the first time that her daughter helped comb her hair. She didn't have the heart to say anything that might discourage her.
Before long, Makayla grabbed the hair stuck on the comb and secretly put it into her pocket. Then, she put down the comb and said, "All done now. Mom, see if you like it?"
"Of course, I like it. My daughter combed it for me!" Mrs. Gardner gently stroked her hair and giggled.
Makayla smiled, "I'm glad you like it. Mom, I made a plan with a friend of mine. We are going to see a movie this afternoon. I'm running a bit late. Gotta go!"
With that, she ran out from the door before Mrs. Gardner could stop her.
With both Amber's hair and Mrs. Gardner's hair in hand, it was time for her to take a trip to the DNA testing agency now.
Meanwhile,
Amber just walked out of a restaurant after finishing her lunch. She called Jared.
Jared picked up the phone after the first ring, "Amber?"
"Mr. Farrell, Makenna already confessed. I got it on tape. Can we send the waiter and that man to the police now?" Standing by the roadside, Amber she spoke into the phone while waiting for the car.
Jared was astounded, "You got the recording already?"
"Yeah. Someone helped me. It saved me a lot of time." Amber nodded.
Jared squinted his eyes in suspicion.
That "someone" must be that fake Makayla.
Jared and Hayden sent the fake Makayla into the Gardner family as a spy. Since Makenna seldom stepped out of the Gardner residence, he couldn't pry open her mouth himself. The only one who could do that was the fake Makayla.
"Okay. You report the case first. I'll have those two sent to the police station," Jared said, nodding slightly.
"Okay, thanks," Amber replied.
"You don't have to..."
Before Jared could finish his word, he heard a beep .
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