After my shower one evening, I was in the middle of my skincare routine when I started nudging Ike towards bed.
Out of nowhere, Christine barged in, her eyes wide with disbelief. âSummerâs trending on Twitter!!â
As I patted my face with toner, I couldnât help but reply, âItâd be weird if she wasnât.â
Being Bellaâs daughter, Summer was born into a whirlwind of public attention.
Most folks didnât know about Summerâs mysterious disappearance years ago. They just figured Bella had been keeping her tucked away, hiding her from the public for more than twenty years.
Now, with Summer making her debut on a reality show, curiosity about her was skyrocketing.
âBut the trendâs content is bizarre, you know?â
Christine handed me her phone. The screen was filled with praises: âBeautiful inside and out,â âAdorably clueless beauty.â It seemed like the internet had placed Summer on a pedestal, unreachable by mere mortals.
âSummer Warms Hearts âSummer Gains Followers âBella's Daughter, World's Sweetheart Glancing through, I saw several trending tags, almost rivaling those of A-list celebrities, all showering her with undiluted praise.
âItâs all just empty talk,â I said, handing back the phone. âIt doesnât concern us.â
After Bella discovered my true background yesterday, I figured our paths would likely never cross again.
And as for Summer, our worlds were even less likely to intersect.
Christine rolled her eyes in frustration. âDonât people see? Sheâs no angel.â
Christine was well aware of Summerâs past misdeeds against me and harbored a deep resentment.
I laughed softly, âWeâre not living with her day in, day out. How would strangers know any better? Donât stress about it. Iâve had this hunch lately.â
âA hunch about what?â
âThat Summer isnât Bellaâs biological daughter.â
Initially, I never questioned it.
But Summerâs repeated attempts to hide her impersonation of Ms. Myers from two years ago in front of Bella made me suspicious.
If she truly was Bellaâs flesh and blood, what fear would she have?
Given Bellaâs affection, she would've likely understood Summerâs predicament back then.
Yet, Summer was terrified.
Terrified of me getting close to Bella.
That led me to one big possibility...
She wasnât Bellaâs daughter at all.
If Bella uncovered the truth about two years ago, she might begin to question everything about Summerâs identity. And Summerâs act wouldn't hold up under another close look.
Christine perked up at this, âReally? Why do you think that?â
I laid out my suspicions, concluding, âIf itâs true, no matter how perfect a front she puts up, Bella will see right through her.â
Bella didnât climb to her current status by being naive or soft-hearted.
Loving her daughter was one thing, but being manipulated under the guise of that love was something she wouldnât tolerate.
âThis makes me feel a bit better,â Christine said, settling onto my bed. âEventually, someone will reveal her true colors.â
Our conversation then shifted to more pressing matters. âThe contract with Clarence is all set. Wanna check out the location for our shop tomorrow?â
âAbsolutely,â I agreed without hesitation.
This was going to be Janedreamâs first brick-and-mortar store. It was a big deal for both Janedream and us, marking a significant milestone.
The next day, just as Christine and I were about to leave, the doorbell rang.
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