Right!

It must be like this.

What Tiana Thorne wants is for her to fall from grace, never to recover. Only then would her mother and brothers be completely unable to forgive her.

The feeling inside her was one of terror and unease, but more than that, it was anger.

She is absolutely, absolutely Aunt Jarvis’s daughter.

From birth till now, everyone has told her that she is Pearl Jarvis’s daughter, adopted by Rouge Jarvis, and she carries the blood of the Jarvis family.

Moreover, Aunt Jarvis has always been good to her, the way only a mother would be to her biological daughter.

This genuine affection could not possibly be fake.

Therefore, it was all orchestrated by Tiana Thorne.

Thinking of this, it was as if her restless heart settled down. She looked up at her, her eyes filled with malice and intense hatred.

She coldly questioned, "Tiana, I should be the one asking you, what exactly is your intention? To tell such a ridiculous lie and produce fake evidence like this."

Tiana squinted slightly, her hazel pupils containing an imperceptible scrutiny, lazily raising an eyebrow: "After all, you’ve been their daughter for twenty years. I’m giving you the final ounce of respect, by redoing the test in front of everyone."

This seemed like the only way to prove her identity.

"Alright."

Meredith Ford almost didn’t hesitate because she firmly believed that the blood of the Jarvis family flowed in her, and she was eager to prove that all of this was merely Tiana’s plan to harm her.

Tiana looked sharply at her face, scrutinizing her for a moment before speaking slowly, "If it turns out you are Aunt Jarvis’s daughter, I will apologize and not dwell on past matters. But if you aren’t..."

At this point, she sighed and shook her head, revealing a seductive and disdainful smile before continuing: "You not only need to get out of the Ford family but also leave the Jarvis family, from then on, having nothing to do with both families."

Hearing this, Meredith Ford’s body went limp.

She looked at Tiana’s expression, which seemed to be smiling, yet cold as ice, without a hint of panic, as if she were very sure that Meredith wasn’t Pearl Jarvis’s biological daughter.

Suddenly, she had a moment of panic.

Just for that moment, she sneered: "Fine, have it your way, but if I am, you not only have to apologize to me but the Ford family must not remove me from the family record."

Tiana had no doubt about the previous test and looked at her mother, her gaze softening, asking, "Mom, do you believe me?"

This matter was too shocking...

But inexplicably, in her heart, she unconditionally believed her.

After a while, she nodded: "You are the victim in this incident, and Meredith Ford should indeed be handled by you. Whatever you decide, I have no objections."

Meredith Ford listened, her eyes turning red, looking at her mother, the love that was obviously hers, now solely belonged to Tiana Thorne.

She must take back everything that belongs to her.

Tiana smiled gently and said, "Dr. Garrison, could you please take a sample?"

"Sure."

He left for just two minutes before returning, holding a blood collection tube, and walked to Meredith Ford, saying expressionlessly: "Using venous blood for the test is more accurate, and the results come out faster." At that moment, the departing sister-in-law just restrained her right hand, and Meredith Ford extended her left hand, enduring the pain as he drew blood.

After that, he came to Rouge Jarvis.

There was no need for Ms. Pearl Jarvis to come personally; a test with her sister, Rouge Jarvis, would yield the same results.

Rouge Jarvis extended her hand.

After collecting the venous blood, he sent the samples to the testing department and hadn’t returned for the time being.

Everyone was waiting for the paternity test results.

At first, Meredith Ford was one hundred percent sure that she was Rouge Jarvis’s niece. But in the long wait, this belief dwindled by thirty percent.

More because of Tiana Thorne’s demeanor.

She was relaxed and lazy, leaning against the nightstand, occasionally exchanging glances with her fourth brother, showing no worry, as if she had already seen the results match the previous ones she had.

Such confidence made her less sure of her own identity.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her heart felt tortured.

Rouge Jarvis’s torment was no less intense. If the results showed blood relations, she would never agree to Meredith Ford’s demands.

Being removed from the family record was decided.

Only, to confirm once more that she wasn’t her younger sister’s daughter, such a result, how could her younger sister bear it?

After spending twenty years in the Ford family, if Meredith Ford wasn’t her younger sister’s daughter, then where is her daughter?

Back then, who was involved in this?

If not for Tiana Thorne’s appearance, would they be deceived for a lifetime?

Who set up such a big scheme, and whose biological daughter is Meredith Ford?

Thinking of this, her heart ached even more, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

At this time, Chloe Vance finally awakened from a series of secrets; she looked around at the powerful figures in the room, her face growing paler, biting her lips tightly, thinking quickly.

At this moment, Meredith Ford’s downfall was imminent, and she couldn’t be saved.

She needed to find a new support.

Thinking of this, her gaze landed on Tiana Thorne on the hospital bed, taking a deep breath, she called out: "Tiana."

That voice sounded so intimate, as if reuniting with a long-lost best friend.

May Sloane listened and felt disgusted, coldly asking: "Tiana is someone you can call by name?"

Chloe Vance acted as if she didn’t hear, smilingly trying to cozy up: "Tiana, when I first saw you, I thought you were so beautiful, looking so much like Aunt Jarvis, and I even suspected you might be her daughter. I originally wanted to befriend you and become good friends, but it was Meredith Ford who sowed discord."

Tiana Thorne had seen countless sycophants, but never one so shameless; she laughed: "Why are you still here?"

That sentence was too sarcastic.

As if she didn’t even put this lackey in her mind.

"I..."

Tiana lazily curved her lips, licking her little canine teeth, her voice mocking: "You must have scored zero on your language exams. ’Sowed discord’ is something that works on strangers like you and me?"

She meant to imply that sowing discord only works between people who have a good relationship.

And between her and Chloe Vance, they were just strangers.

Having failed at currying favor, Chloe Vance panicked. Had she known sooner that Tiana Thorne was the true daughter of the Ford family, she wouldn’t have done such a stupid thing.

Being humiliated, she seemed unfazed, smiling and saying, "You see, I’m older than you; I should call you sister. This time it was my fault for believing a schemer, Tiana, you must use your discerning eyes to see clearly; I’m innocent."

Tiana raised an eyebrow: "Innocent? Chloe Vance, I’m curious, in what way are you innocent?"

In the cycle of cause and effect, those who do bad things will face retribution.

What Chloe Vance did in her past lives would see justice today.