My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1605
Night of Destiny
Chapter 1605 Counter Plan
âI know who did this. Lisbeth. Sheâs the one behind this,â Maggie hissed. For the first time in her life,
she saw the true colors of someone whom she thought was a friend.
Brandon nodded. âI think so too. She was there the whole time when we did the first test. She was also
the one who suggested the idea to us. I bet she must have gotten hold of Queenieâs DNA sample and
bribed the test center. Thatâs how she fooled us.â
Tears of regret welled up in Maggieâs eyes. âI canât believe it. She was my best friend. I even helped her
when life got rough for her. How could she do this to me?â
Queenie gnashed her teeth furiously as well. To Queenie, Lisbeth was Maggieâs childhood friend and
best friend. Maggie didnât have many friends, what with her being a full-time housewife, but Lisbeth was
always around. You never know what someoneâs really thinking. I thought she was a friend, but sheâs
nothing but a liar and a scammer.
Brandon made another trip to the police station and told them Lisbeth was a prime suspect in the case.
The Silversteins lost sleep that night. Fury kept Queenie up. She wondered how the fake Bonnie dared
to steal Leslie and tried to ruin her relationship with Nigel. Sheâs just a fake! Queenie would love to see
her pay the price. The price was clear, and jail awaited the fake Bonnie. She would be charged under
every crime possible, and Queenie would make sure she was punished. I will make sure she spends
the rest of her life in jail.
Agony kept Maggie awake. Her real daughter might still be suffering out there, or she might be dead.
That thought alone tormented her. For a moment, she wanted to take her own life and be with her lost
daughter.
Brandon was in pain as well, but he would never give up on finding his real daughter as long as he was
alive. Not a single stone would be left unturned.
On the other hand, Bonnie had a good nightâs sleepâone of her last few days of good nightâs sleep.
She woke up and sought out her manager the next morning. The manager she found was a famous
one. The doctor whom she introduced to Bonnie worked for many celebrities before, so Bonnie trusted
her.
It wasnât a big surgery, however. All she had to do was fix the cave-in on her forehead. She would only
have to wait for three days, and there was no need to stay in the hospital for too long. But that
afternoon, she received a call from Brandon. âHey, Dad.â
âYou should come back, Bonnie.â
âWhy, Dad?â
âYour mother and I talked to the real estate agent, and the house you want is selling fast. We need to
put it under your name, but since you arenât around, weâll put it under Queenieâs name for the moment.â
âWhat? Iâm coming back soon, Dad. Can you give me a few days? Just a few more days.â
âItâs selling really fast. Come back soon, or youâre going to miss it. Why donât we just put it under
Queenieâs name first? Youâre sisters anyway. She can just change the homeownerâs name later.â
Brandon said that on purpose.
âNo, no. Let me talk to my friend. Iâll come back as soon as possible. Just give me a minute.â And
Bonnie took the bait hook, line, and sinker.
Panic and anxiety arose within Bonnie. I canât let them put that house under Queenieâs name. Iâd lose
the right to sell it. I must have it under my name.
Brandon asked one police officer to act as the real estate agent. The officer texted Bonnie, asking her
about her estimated time of arrival. He also told her the unit was selling fast. âI have three potential
customers waiting in line.â
Bonnie took the bait once more. âIâm getting the flight ticket back home right now. Keep that slot open
for me.â