Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 297

Adah's gaze slowly came into focus on the DNA report. The moment she registered the result, she froze, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Ha! Hahaha—" Her laughter was sharp, almost frenzied.

"Nathan, look at you! How pathetic can you get? Vanessa isn't even your daughter—she's the chauffeur's child. You're not even as good as your own driver, can you believe it? Hahaha—"

Adah doubled over, her laughter echoing off the walls. But as she laughed, fat tears began to spill down her cheeks, streaking her face.

Nathan had hurt Claire so cruelly, all for Vanessa—who wasn't even his own flesh and blood. Yet, was Adah herself any less guilty?

She had always known Vanessa wasn't really her daughter. Still, she'd gone out of her way to protect her, blindly ignoring Claire's pain.

With that realization, Adah suddenly slapped the test report hard against Nathan's face.

Her hands trembling, she crouched down and gathered up the scattered pages from the floor.

Each word on those documents hit her like a sledgehammer, pounding relentlessly against her heart until she could barely breathe.

So this was how it all began—Claire's tragic fate traced back to Sophia's hereditary kidney disease.

Sophia, desperate to survive, had schemed to seduce Nathan, costing Adah her own kidney, her biological daughter, and even entangling her son in a criminal case that landed him in prison.

Adah was on the brink of a breakdown. She sobbed and laughed at the same time, her expression twisted, her sanity fraying at the edges.

"Nathan, didn't you always complain about how humiliating it was to marry into my family? Well, how does it feel now, knowing you've been played by the woman you loved most?"

"For someone else's daughter, you abandoned your own—your flesh and blood. You even let her take the fall and end up in prison. You drove The Linwood Group into bankruptcy, funneled every penny into Sophia's account, and made your own son the legal scapegoat for crimes he never committed."

"Nathan, you're just the perfect ‘husband,' the perfect ‘father,' aren't you? What an amazing job you've done. Hahaha—"

Her laughter was laced with bitter grief. Clutching the remaining papers, Adah tore them to shreds and flung the pieces at Nathan.