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“Wait, what?” Gemma was in shock.

“Your precious daughter isn't yours?” Her eyes were wide.

“She isn't, Gemma. You're my daughter, not her. I'm your birth mother, Gemma.”

Gemma stared at her wondering if she had lost her mind. Then Nathaniel spoke.

“I'm your father, Gemma,” Nathaniel announced.

Gemma stared at the duo before her, wondering if they had drunk any substance that morning.

“You two should get your brains checked,” she shook her head.

Sylvia and Hughes exchanged confused looks.

“I thought you said Derek found out?” Sylvia asked.

“Yes. I left obvious hints for his private investigator. Did she miss them?”

Gemma rolled her eyes at what she considered a lame attempt from the couple to instigate her against Derek.

“Nice try you two,” she got up and headed for the door.

“I have no reason to lie about being your father, Gemma. Max has never treated you like a father, has he?”

“Sylvia has never treated me like a mother too,” Gemma clapped back.

“She has but you never