Chapter 4

"Mommy"

"Mommy…"

"Mommy!"

The children rushed forward again, trying to hug me, but Chloe blocked them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Vance! You know what kind of person Eliza is!"

"How can you believe these men's baseless claims? She's your own daughter! How could you just stand there and watch her be humiliated by a group of men?!"

Chloe's eyes were red as she confronted my parents.

But they seemed utterly possessed, unwilling to even look at me.

"Who said our claims are baseless? We have DNA test results."

The six men simultaneously produced six paternity test reports.

"If you doubt their authenticity, you can ask the police to arrange new tests."

Of course, I demanded new tests.

The police called for a forensic doctor to take blood samples from me and the six children.

When the results came back, I was stunned.

The paternity test results for all six children were >99.99%.

"Now what do you have to say?!" Daniel spat at me angrily.

Even my parents had expressions like they'd known it all along.

Only Chloe repeatedly checked all six reports. "How is this possible? No… This absolutely can't be…"

Although the police were in the living room, some bolder onlookers still lingered outside the door.

Officer Blake cleared his throat. "We can't legally intervene in this matter. Perhaps you should try to work this out amongst yourselves."

I rushed forward and blocked the officers.

"No, this isn't right! I don't know these men at all! I demand a physical examination!"

"A doctor will know if I've given birth!"

The police agreed with me and were about to call the forensic doctor back.

"Examine what?! If you want to be shameless, do you have to drag me down with you?!"

"I might as well just die!"

My mom made a move to bang her head against the wall. The two police officers, before they could even pull out their phones, rushed to stop her.

"If my daughter were that shameless, I'd want to die too."

"Mr. and Mrs. Vance have always been decent, hardworking people. I can't believe their lifetime reputation has been ruined by their own daughter."

"Even the DNA tests prove these kids are hers, and she's still trying to deny it."

The police officers saved my mom and then looked at me with sharp, scrutinizing eyes.

"Forensic doctors are very busy every day; paternity tests can't be faked. If you say the children aren't yours, whose are they?"

I wanted to know too.

Why were even my own parents helping these men, trying to drag my name through the mud?

In my last life, I died without ever knowing why these men wanted to harm me.

In the flashes of memories before death, many forgotten things appeared, but none seemed relevant.

Seeing my silence, the police were about to leave again.

They couldn't leave. Otherwise, I would end up like my last life, beaten to death.

And Chloe might get hurt too.

If I was reborn and couldn't save myself, and even harmed Chloe, then what was the point of being reborn?!

Looking at the six children, a crucial piece of information flashed in my mind.

I blocked the police again. "I know whose children these are."

The officers followed my gaze, sweeping across the children.

"Whose?"

"They're my mom's."

My mom's sobbing body stiffened. Her face turned red, then white.

"Eliza, what are you talking about?! I don't know any of these people!"

I ignored her and continued speaking to the police,

"Daniel knows too. They conspired to frame me, to put me to death."

The neighbors watching were completely shocked.