The Failed Takeover
After nursing the baby, I closed my eyes to rest for a moment.
The nanny, thinking I was asleep, brazenly clung to my husband, cooing, "Harlan, if your wife finds out that the son she gave birth to was swapped out long ago and that the baby in her arms is actually ours, do you think she’d be furious?”
“You’re so smart. Swapping the babies at the hospital was brilliant. Once our daughter inherits her fortune, we’ll kick her out of the house in no time!”
I pretended not to hear their conversation. I continued to raise my daughter with utmost care and devotion.
When she returned from her studies, I immediately transferred all my shares to her, supporting her to become the youngest heir of the company.
At the handover celebration, the nanny dressed even more extravagantly than I did. She boldly grabbed my daughter and declared, “I am Yasmine’s real mother! You’ve kept her from me all these years, but now it’s time that the truth is revealed!”
My husband handed me the divorce papers with a smug look. “For Yasmine’s sake, let’s part ways amicably.”
My daughter folded her arms and glared at me. “Since you raised me for so many years, I’ll visit you in the nursing home once a year.”
Watching their victorious smiles, I lowered my eyes. “As you wish.”
I hope you’re ready to handle the kind of wealth that shatters the heavens!
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