Chapter 693

Liliana’s eyes bulged with rage, but not a sound came out of her throat. Caitlin gave a short, cold laugh. “Then I’ll say it for you. Liliana has always been Hector’s precious jewel–bright, capable, the pride of the Jonathan Family. Everyone here knows how much he doted on her. And Nicoletta… she relied on that affection for her daughter and son to keep her position in this house. So tell me, how could a mother like her bear to let her beloved daughter die so suddenly?”
By now, Nicoletta’s face had turned ashen. Her hands trembled violently, lips moving soundlessly as she muttered again and again, “Don’t listen to her lies… don’t listen to her…”
Matthew looked at Liliana and frowned. “Caitlin, you said Liliana died, but she’s standing right here in front
of us.”
“Let me finish,” Caitlin said evenly. “When the real Liliana died on the operating table, Nicoletta panicked. But then she realized something–she couldn’t afford to lose her daughter. Without her, she’d lose Hector’s love and her grip on the Jonathan Family. So she made sure her daughter lived again, even if it meant creating an imposter.”
“Caitlin, shut up!” Liliana cried. “I am Liliana! Stop spouting this madness!”
“Madness?” Caitlin’s gaze sliced through the room like a blade. “When her daughter died, Nicoletta didn’t report it to the family. Instead, she called her brother Ignatius to handle it.
“Fate must have been cruelly ironic that day, because in that same hospital in K Country, there was another young woman undergoing cosmetic surgery. Ignatius learned about her, and together he and Nicoletta devised a plan–to make that woman replace Liliana.”
Caitlin’s tone grew colder. “The surgery was a success. A few months later, the ‘new‘ Liliana returned home. She looked a little different, but the resemblance was uncanny. No one questioned it. But when I arrived here for the perfumery competition and saw you for the first time outside the hotel, I knew something wasn’t right.
“The real Liliana was kind to me. You, however, were openly hostile, hateful even. And that hatred told me exactly who you are. You’re not Liliana. You’re Jasmine—the woman who once despised me to her very core.”
Caitlin’s revelation hit like a thunderclap.
Liliana–or rather, Jasmine–stumbled back a step, gasping, her breath catching in her throat.
The room fell into a dead, suffocating silence. Every eye turned toward her pale, terrified face. She could feel the blood draining from her body, her lungs tightening until she could hardly breathe.
What should she do? What could she do?
She had worked so hard to erase her past, to live as Liliana–the adored princess of the Jonathan Family, destined to marry into royalty.
And now Caitlin had torn it all apart.
“No! I don’t know any Jasmine! I am Liliana! I am!” she cried hysterically. “You all know me! Don’t listen to
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her lies!”
Caitlin’s reply was razor sharp. “A simple DNA test between you and Hector will tell the truth.”
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That struck the final blow. Jasmine’s composure crumbled; tears spilled down her cheeks as she turned desperately toward Nicoletta for help. But Nicoletta could barely protect herself now.
The hall buzzed with shock and disbelief. Hector’s face went rigid as stone. The realization that his beloved daughter might be gone–that the woman before him was a stranger–was too much to bear,
He lunged forward and gripped Nicoletta’s chin hard. “Tell me the truth! Is what Caitlin said real? Is my daughter dead? Is this woman an imposter?”
“No, Hector–no!” Nicoletta sobbed. “She’s your daughter! She is! Don’t listen to that woman trying to divide
us!”
Hector’s eyes filled with fury and betrayal. For years he had trusted her, given her power, let her run his family and his estate. And she had repaid him with deceit upon deceit–poisoning his wife, replacing his child.
Caitlin stepped forward, her voice calm but cutting. “Hector, I have proof. These are records from a hospital in K Country confirming Liliana’s death, with photos. The body was cremated, and her ashes are still stored there. See for yourself.”
She handed over a thick folder compiled by the Obsidian Order’s intelligence division.
The documents passed from hand to trembling hand until they reached Hector. He put on his glasses, read, and then roared with anguish. This update is available on.net
With a furious kick, he sent Nicoletta sprawling to the floor.
“Master–please…” Nicoletta sobbed, but even her tears couldn’t save her now.
“Oh my God,” someone whispered. “She’s not Liliana at all!”
“We’ve all been fooled!”
“They plotted this together the whole time!”
The murmurs swelled, filling the room with disbelief, Jasmine felt the walls closing in around her. The moment her secret was out, she was no longer anyone–just an imposter in a borrowed life.
“My Liliana… my sweet girl…” Hector’s voice cracked. “She’s gone… my Liliana…”
As he grieved, Caitlin spoke again, her tone icy. “Don’t grieve too much, Hector. The Liliana you cherished wasn’t your real daughter to begin with.”
“What?” Hector froze mid–breath.
Even Fallon was stunned. “Caitlin, what are you saying? What do you mean?”
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She had known about Nicoletta’s lies and her mother’s poisoning–but this? This was something else entirely.
“No! Don’t say it! Don’t you dare!” Nicoletta shrieked, scrambling to her feet, her voice hoarse with panic. “You already have the codex! What more do you want? You swore to keep your word–why break it now?”
Caitlin tilted her head slightly. “And what exactly did I promise you?”
Nicoletta’s mouth opened, but no words came.
Caitlin’s expression hardened. She had come for justice—for her grandfather’s bloodline, for the family Nicoletta and Ignatius had destroyed.
If not for Nicoletta’s manipulations and Ignatius’s greed, the Jonathan massacre would never have happened.
Hector’s fury exploded again. He slammed his palm on the table. “Speak, Caitlin! Tell me everything you
know!”
His pride burned with humiliation. A lifetime of control, undone by one woman’s deceit.
Caitlin nodded slowly. “All right. But you’d better brace yourself.”
“Enough!” Nicoletta screamed, lunging forward. “I’ll kill you before you say another word!”
She tried to grab Caitlin, but Caitlin sidestepped smoothly. Zinnia was quicker—she caught Nicoletta’s wrist, twisting hard until the woman gasped in pain.
“Let go of me! Let me go!” Nicoletta cried, thrashing wildly.
Zinnia held firm.
Caitlin’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and merciless. “If you had the courage to do all this, why are you afraid of the truth? Go on, Nicoletta–dare you claim those two children you call your own are really Hector’s?”