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    Mara seized the opportunity, pressing on, “Let me remind you that Jada is also your daughter. Just because Susan is the child of that woman, should she always be your priority? What do you think Jada will feel? You don’t care if Jada is hurt. Now that this has happened, you want to me us and wash your hands of the situation? What—are you trying to make it look like you’ve done nothing wrong?”


    Mara’s words hit Esteban hard. She was right. He couldn’t deny that Susan had always held a more significant ce in his heart than Jada.


    For the first time, he questioned if he had made the wrong choices all these years. After all, Jada was his daughter too.


    His gaze fell on Jada, sitting in the corner, disheveled and pitiful, and his heart sank.


    Mara, knowing him well after years of marriage, sensed his wavering resolve. She pressed on, “Give us one hundred million dors. After the divorce, I promise we won’t bother you again. You can consider it a price for peace.”


    Everyone in the room, including Susan, remained silent. They found Mara repulsive, her actions driven by selfishness and greed. But ultimately, it was up to Esteban to decide.


    At that moment, Madisyn’s phone buzzed. She nced at the screen, excused herself, and stepped out of the ward.


    Esteban looked at Susan with guilt in his eyes. She immediately understood his expression and said gently, “Dad, no matter what decision you make, I’ll support you.”


    “Fifty million at most,” Esteban sighed resignedly. He then turned to Mara, his tone firm. “Take Jada, leave Ansport, and never show your face here again. If you ever set foot in this city again, I will make sure you regret it.”


    Mara’s expression hardened, clearly dissatisfied. “Fifty million? That’s far too little.”


    She and Jada had lived a life of luxury with the Riggs family. Fifty million might seem like a fortune to most, but for them, it was just a year’s worth of expenses.


    Susan sneered. “Too little? How ridiculous! Don’t you realize what you’ve done? We could send Jada to prison at any moment.”


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    Mara red at Susan, her voice defensive. “How dare you speak up! Who gave you the right to say anything? If Jada had been the only child of the Riggs family, she would never have turned out this way.”


    Even now, Mara was still trying to manipte Susan.


    Esteban’s expression darkened, but before he could respond, Madisyn returned to the ward, holding a document in her hand.


    Esteban nced at the document, confused. He looked up at Madisyn and asked, “What is this?”


    “Mr. Riggs, you’ll understand once you read it,” Madisyn replied with a smile.


    Esteban opened the envelope, his eyes widening in shock when he saw the bold words on the paper: “Paternity Test Report.”


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