Chapter 146 The Final Blow To Arthur’s Delusion
The turn of events completely blindsided Ivanna.
Earlier today, she had gone to the detention center, full of hope. She believed that if Arthur could convince Giovani to let Agnes go, she could personally bring her daughter home with joy.
But instead of hearing from Arthur, she was greeted by Turner, Giovani’s assistant.
Turner escorted both Agnes and William out of the detention center, and for a moment, Ivanna thought Arthur had succeeded in persuading Giovani. With hope rekindled, she followed Turner along with the others to the Campbell residence.
It was only now, standing in the living room of the Campbell residence, that Ivanna realized the truth. Giovani orchestrated everything. His goal was to gather everyone here and reveal the secrets of the past for all to see.
Ivanna’s heart raced like a drumbeat. She knew that if it was proven that Agnes and her son weren’t Arthur’s children, their family of four would be doomed.
Despite the turmoil inside, Ivanna remained composed, her calm exterior betraying none of the chaos within. She truly was a woman who could handle anything.
With a natural expression, she took the document from Arthur’s hand, glanced at it briefly, and then suddenly let out a soft laugh, as if mocking its absurdity. Without hesitation, she tossed the papers onto the floor.
“Arthur, do you trust me, or do you trust Camila?” Ivanna asked softly, her gaze locking onto Arthur’s.
Arthur, who had been on the verge of an outburst, froze at her question. As their eyes met, he saw nothing but sincerity and a love that seemed unchanged over the years.
Ivanna sighed. “Arthur, can’t you see? Today is nothing but a trap set by Camila and the Campbell family to pit us against each other.
“Camila hates our daughter for ruining her life. That’s why she fabricated this so–called evidence to drive a wedge between us. You mustn’t fall for it. If we turn against each other, it will be exactly what she wants.
“Over the years, you know better than anyone how I feel about you. If I didn’t truly love you, why would I stay single all this
time?
“I’m the director of Mercy Hospital now, surrounded by successful men vying for my attention. Even young men in their twenties offer to be my boy toy. But none of them matter to me. Isn’t that enough to show how much you mean to me?” Ivanna’s ability to adapt and her eloquence were truly remarkable. After all, it was these very traits that had allowed her to win Arthur’s heart in just two weeks all those years ago.
As she spoke, Ivanna reached out and held Arthur’s hands, her eyes filled with tenderness. “Arthur, I fell for you at first sight, and all these years, my heart has belonged to you alone.
“Even now, when your health isn’t what it used to be, I’ve never thought of leaving you. I genuinely want to spend the rest of my life by your side.”
Arthur gazed at Ivanna’s delicate features, her soft words wrapping around him like a warm embrace. At that moment, his doubts wavered, dissolving into a reluctant trust he couldn’t resist.
As his anger dissipated, the tension in his body eased. Only then did he feel the sharp pain in his legs, reminding him that his fractures hadn’t fully healed.
His body swayed unsteadily, and before he could fall, Ivanna was already at his side, guiding him into the wheelchair with
ease.
Arthur felt her concern and gently patted Ivanna’s hand, his tone soothing. “Ivanna, I trust you.”
Ivanna finally felt the weight lift off her chest upon hearing his words. She thought, ‘What a clueless idiot. Only someone as hopelessly infatuated as Belinda would fall for his lies so easily.
‘If Belinda hadn’t been born into a wealthy family with a doting father, she would’ve been chewed up and spat out by the world long ago. She deserved every bit of it, and anyone unlucky enough to be her child was doomed from the start. ‘Camila’s miserable life? If one traced it back, it was all because of Belinda’s stupidity.’ The thought made Ivanna glance subtly at Claude, her eyes sending a calming signal.
Claude noticed Arthur had dismissed all his do Successfully unlocked! ceptible smirk tugged at the corners of his
lips.
Arthur, on the other hand, was now glaring at Camila with utter disdain. His cold smile carried a sharp edge. “Trying to drive a wedge between me and Ivanna with such petty tricks? You’ve really miscalculated.
“I’ve been in the business world for nearly thirty years. Your little tricks don’t even faze me. You truly are a product of the
Chapter 146 The Final Blow To Arthur’s Delusion
Davis family, cunning and venomous. That smug face of yours? It makes me sick to my stomach.”
Arthur had expected his harsh words to leave Camila flustered, humiliated, and at a loss for words.
But instead, she looked at him with a calm yet piercing gaze, her eyes filled with pity, as if she were staring at a man too blind to see the truth.
Arthur couldn’t stand the way Camila looked at him. It was as if she saw him as nothing more than worthless mud, not even worth arguing with.
The memory of his childhood in that poor village, where his family was the poorest of them all, came rushing back to him.
In that tiny village, anyone could push him around. He was sick of that contemptuous gaze. Arthur’s face twisted in fury. Why are you looking at me like that?” he roared.
Camila smirked coldly. “Arthur, you’re beyond help. The truth is staring you right in the face, but you’re choosing to bury your head in the sand and listen to Ivanna’s lies.
“If you don’t trust the documents, open your eyes, Arthur! Can’t you see Agnes is a spitting image of Sean?”
When Camila finished speaking, all the people’s attention turned to Claude.
Claude was just a driver, and he always deliberately kept a low profile, so no one really paid much attention to him.
Now that Camila had pointed it out, it clicked for everyone. Agnes’s nose and mouth could have been copied straight from Claude.
Arthur’s face fell, but Ivanna jumped in quickly. “They say nieces take after their uncles. What’s so weird about Agnes looking like her uncle?”
Arthur visibly relaxed, “Right! A dirty mind finds dirt in everything.”
Camila’s smirk widened. “In that case, let’s settle this with a DNA test.”
The words hung in the air, freezing Ivanna, Agnes, and Claude in their tracks.
“If you’re so sure Agnes is your biological daughter, why not prove it with a DNA test?” Camila’s gaze locked onto Arthur, her tone sharp and unrelenting.
Arthur’s hands gripped the wheelchair’s armrests tightly, his face pale and tense, but he remained silent.
“What’s the matter? Afraid of the truth?” Camila sneered, her words dripping with mockery. “Or maybe we should have Agnes and Claude take a paternity test instead?”
Arthur’s fear was evident as he faced Camila’s unwavering confidence.
If it turned out Agnes wasn’t his daughter, then all the sacrifices he had made–hurting his wife, son, and the other daughter for Agnes–would become a joke. It wasn’t that he didn’t want the test. He simply didn’t have the courage to face
the truth.
“Perfect timing,” Giovani finally said, his voice calm yet commanding. “Since Dr. Walker is here, Turner, go collect hair samples from Arthur, Agnes, and Claude, and hand them over to Dr. Walker.”
Turner immediately stepped forward to carry out the order.
Claude’s heart sank. If the truth came out, there was no way his family of three would leave the Campbell residence unscathed. Desperation took over, and he decided to make a move. Clenching his jaw, he swung his fist at Turner.
But before his punch could land, Turner caught his wrist effortlessly. With a swift and forceful twist, Turner brought Claude to his knees.
A sickening “crack” echoed as Claude’s shoulder dislocated. He let out a guttural scream of pain, completely incapacitated.
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