Free Web NovelChapter 581: Chapter 581: "My Surname Is Not Meng, My Surname Is Jiang.
When Zachary Morgan heard what Sylvia Brooks said, he started to have his own doubts.
’Could it be that, just like Yvonne Morgan, Zoe Morgan isn’t actually my biological sister?’
"Stop spouting nonsense!" Zoe Morgan glared at Sylvia Brooks in displeasure. Just then, a despairing cry reached her ears.
"You’re lying to me, aren’t you?" Yvonne Morgan squeezed her hand tightly, shaking her head frantically, unwilling to believe the cruel truth. "How could this be..."
Aria Sinclair glanced at the two of them, their expressions a mix of emotions, and said nonchalantly, "Now do you understand why you shouldn’t exist?"
Zoe Morgan looked at her resentfully. "Aria, can you stop provoking Yvonne?"
"Me, provoking her?" Aria Sinclair scoffed, her tone calm with the knowledge of someone who saw everything. "Zoe Morgan, there’s one more thing you haven’t mentioned. Now *that* would be provoking, wouldn’t it?"
Zoe Morgan’s heart skipped a beat. A flicker of panic shot through her, and a tidal wave of unease suddenly crashed over her.
’Aria did that on purpose. She knows everything!’
She subconsciously murmured, "Don’t say any more!"
"Yvonne, let’s go." She shot to her feet, grabbed Yvonne Morgan’s hand, and said with forced composure, "Auntie will take you home. I’ll take care of you from now on."
"Let go of me!" Yvonne Morgan forcefully threw her hand off and lunged toward Aria Sinclair in a frenzy. "Let her speak! I want to hear what she has to say!"
Vincent Morgan, fearing she might hurt Aria Sinclair, stepped forward with his long legs to block Yvonne Morgan. His voice was cold and stern. "Calm down."
"Fine." Yvonne Morgan took a deep breath and nodded calmly. "Brother, let her speak."
’There has to be another reason. Otherwise, how could Zachary Morgan disown his own biological daughter?’
"Yvonne, don’t listen," Zoe Morgan said, moving to pull her back again.
"Get lost!" Yvonne Morgan shoved her away again, her gaze icy. "Don’t touch me!"
Zoe Morgan stumbled and fell to the floor, cutting a pathetic figure.
"Hurry up and say it," Yvonne Morgan urged Aria Sinclair again.
The latter leisurely sipped her tea and said faintly, "Zachary Morgan, why don’t you tell her."
"Fine." Zachary Morgan stared coldly at Zoe Morgan, enunciating every word with clarity. "This ’dear aunt’ of yours was deeply in love with your biological mother. If she had found a way to have a child with Genevieve Hayes on her own, she probably wouldn’t have schemed against me."
The last trace of color instantly drained from Zoe Morgan’s face. She became pale as a sheet of paper, looking utterly frail.
Aria Sinclair said with a half-smile, "You shouldn’t call her ’Auntie.’ You should call her ’Dad.’ She’s your real daddy, after all."
Yvonne Morgan staggered back a few steps and stiffly turned her head to look at Zoe Morgan.
’No wonder Dad said I shouldn’t exist!’
Zoe Morgan didn’t have the courage to meet her gaze. She hung her head in despair, her shoulders slumping in defeat.
"How could this happen..." Yvonne Morgan’s hands at her sides clenched into tight fists, the light in her eyes dimming bit by bit. Collapse and despair threatened to overwhelm her. "Why? Why! WHY..."
Zoe Morgan stood up and looked at her worriedly. "Yvonne, don’t be like this..."
"Don’t touch me!" Yvonne Morgan roared. She turned her head and saw Renee Jennings’s completely unruffled expression, and the anger in her heart flared even hotter.
’But she couldn’t let Renee Jennings treat her like a joke.’
Yvonne Morgan clenched her fists, bit down hard on her lip, and took several deep breaths to regulate her emotions, trying desperately to calm down.
She lifted her chin, adopting a superior and arrogant posture, and said coldly, "I don’t care what happened in the past. I only care about the present. All I know is that my father is Zachary Morgan and I am a child of the Morgan family. I couldn’t care less about anything else."
Hearing this, a flash of astonishment crossed Aria Sinclair’s eyes.
She had thought Yvonne Morgan wouldn’t be able to handle something like this. She hadn’t expected her to be so mentally resilient; it was quite surprising.
Zoe Morgan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
’Thank goodness. Yvonne is stronger than I imagined.’
Yvonne Morgan looked at Renee Jennings again, a hint of hostility in her eyes. "I’m just like you. We are both children of the Morgan family."
Renee Jennings met her gaze calmly. The corners of her lips curved up, her voice coated in a light, amused tone. "You’re mistaken."
Yvonne Morgan instantly became like a defensive, bristling hedgehog, staring at her with vigilance and resistance. "How am I mistaken?"
"I’m not like you. I’m not a child of the Morgan family," Renee Jennings said unhurriedly. "My surname isn’t Morgan. It’s Jennings."
Yvonne Morgan’s eyes widened in astonishment. She felt a sense of powerless frustration, like punching a ball of cotton.
Renee Jennings stood up. Her gaze went past Yvonne and landed on Aria Sinclair. She said softly, "Ms. Sinclair, I’ll be taking my leave now."
’I’ve seen enough of this drama. Time to go.’
’I won’t stick around to watch the rest of the farce.’
Aria Sinclair watched her retreating back, an endless sorrow welling up in her heart. A moment later, she shot to her feet and stalked angrily toward Zoe Morgan.
"Mom," Vincent Morgan called out.
Aria Sinclair walked up to Zoe Morgan, raised her hand, and slapped her hard across the face. "This is all because of you!" she roared. "Why should I be the one to pay for your mistakes?"
"Sister-in-law, I’m sorry." Zoe Morgan clutched her stinging cheek, the skin beneath her fingertips still burning. She choked out, "I had no other choice. Besides my brother, I couldn’t trust anyone else..."
"You’re disgusting!" Aria Sinclair slapped her again, staring at her with pure hatred. "You selfish, egotistical demon! Give me back my daughter! Give her back to me!"
"I’s sorry." Zoe Morgan knelt before her, her face filled with guilt. "Sister-in-law, if hitting me makes you feel even a little better, then you can beat me to death."
Aria Sinclair’s face flushed red with rage. Unable to contain her anger, she clenched her fists and began to rain blows and kicks down on her, grinding out through her teeth, "I really do want to kill you! But a depraved sinner like you... I don’t need to lift a finger. Fate will deal with you!"
Yvonne Morgan watched this scene with cold eyes, showing no intention of intervening.
’If it weren’t inappropriate, she would have wanted to beat Zoe Morgan up herself.’
Seeing Aria Sinclair’s breathing grow ragged, Vincent Morgan quickly went to her side to placate her. "Mom, don’t work yourself up so much you harm your own health."
"Vincent." Aria Sinclair gripped her son’s hand, looking at him with tears in her eyes. "Vincent, tell me, are you still going to acknowledge them?"
"I won’t," Vincent Morgan answered without a moment’s hesitation. "I will always stand with you, Mom."
Aria Sinclair let out a small sigh of relief and turned her gaze to Zachary Morgan. "And you?"
Zachary Morgan took a deep breath and declared solemnly, "I, Zachary Morgan, from this moment on, completely sever my sibling relationship with Zoe Morgan and my father-daughter relationship with Yvonne Morgan! From now on, the three of us will live a good life as a family."
"A family of three..." Tears instantly welled up in Aria Sinclair’s eyes again. "We could have been a happy family of four..."
"Dad, how can you abandon me?" Yvonne Morgan grabbed Zachary Morgan’s sleeve, unable to accept it. "I’m your biological daughter!"
"Brother, you can disown me as your sister, but you can’t disown Yvonne," Zoe Morgan pleaded desperately as she knelt before him. "Brother, I’m begging you."
