Betty’s sobs grew even louder.


    At that moment, a reporter asked, “Ms. York, could you share why you aren’t supporting your parents?


    And what are your thoughts on their decision to expose your past publicly?”


    Suzanne stepped back,posing herself before the array of media reporters. Her tone was steady as


    she spoke, “Well, I’ll make this an opportunity to spread my message to the world.


    “Three years ago, I lost my memory. I can’t recall who I am, but I am pot Suzanne York. My life was


    orchestrated to fit into Suzanne’s


    persona.


    “I know that once I make this matter public, I’ll be in extreme danger, but I’ve had enough of this


    family’s torment.”


    Everyone present was stunned. The members of the York family exchanged bewildered nces. Betty


    stood up, her expression a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. “My dear, what nonsense are


    you spouting?”


    Ignoring their protests, Suzanne gently touched her cheek, her words deliberate and sincere. “I have


    never undergone stic surgery. The hospital records can prove it.


    “Therefore, I implore my family, friends, ssmates, or anyone who recognizes me to reach out.”


    Without hesitation, Betty took out a DNA report she had prepared in advance We’ve already tested


    your blood twice. You are my


    Betty’s DNA report, Suzanne spoke sternly, “Just like me,


    you’ve been deceived by this fake report. You should seriously look. for your daughter Suzanne. I am


    not her.”


    With that, Suzanne nodded to the reporters. “Please help spread the word and help me reconnect with


    my rtives.”


    Having spoken her piece, she turned and departed. Her two bodyguards formed a protective shield


    around her, keeping the encroaching reporters at bay.


    Back at Sudvi, Suzanne felt utterly drained. She had promised Nathan to keep this matter under


    wraps, but the truth weighed heavily on her.


    As anticipated, she once again became the subject of fervent discussion, this time with an unexpected


    twist. Suzanne dared not nce at her phone, fearful of what it might reveal.


    An hour soon passed. Suzanne huddled on the couch in the bedroom, her knees pulled close to her


    chest, while her head rested wearily in her hands as her eyes fixed on the coffee table.


    The door creaked open, and measured footsteps drew near.


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    Suzanne raised her teary eyes to meet Nathan’s gaze.


    His breath was hurried, betraying the urgency of his arrival. In the exexchange of their looks, an


    unspoken bond lingered between them.


    WWith a soft murmur, Suzanne’s voice faltered, “Nate, I’m sorry.”


    NaNathan approached, settling beside her and pulling her into hist Enembrace. His voice was a gentle


    whisper. “No, I should be the one apapologizing.”


    SuSuzanne nestled against him, tears glinting in her eyes. “Am I causing tranouble for you again?”


    Naththan’s heart clenched with pain as he tenderly ran his fingers


    ugh her hair. “Chubs, your concerns are never a burden to me.”


    ow, he interrupted. He had handled Samuel and Daniel, pacifying tommotion surrounding the incident


    be had uncovered no evidence of Betty’s wrongdoing. He hadn’t sees Betty’s audacity in bringing


    rtives and media reporters to te scene outside Imperial Heights


    sney, Nate Suzanne whispered, closing her eyes and weeping


    armisis arms.


    wasa few days had taken a toll on her, pushing her to the brink ached frame en face danger than


    endure her family’s torment. And


    beard sear to see sathan suffer because of her identity.


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