Chapter 4

As soon as the butler finished speaking, a man rushed into the villa.

When he saw me, his eyes lit up, and he immediately tried to grab my hand.

"Honey, I knew you'd be here! Come home with me!"

He revealed a mouth full of yellow teeth, his voice loud and grating.

The disgust on Mrs. Morrison's face was almost impossible to hide.

The man ignored everyone else's reactions and continued shouting.

"I'm Tyler Brooks! Honey, what are you spacing out for? Have you forgotten that amazing night we had?"

"Back then, you seduced me. After our one-night stand, I wanted to marry you, but you thought I was poor and just ran away!"

"All these years, I've been looking for you! Melissa, I've had such a hard time finding you!"

The boy suddenly chimed in from the side. "You... you're my dad? So I do have a father..."

His voice trembled as large tears rolled down his cheeks, looking pitiful.

Tyler stepped forward and pulled the boy into an embrace. "Yes, I'm your father!"

"I've always known about you, good boy. I've been searching for you all along!"

The "father and son" instantly embraced, acting as if they were having an emotional reunion.

I clapped my hands amusingly, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Very touching indeed, but I don't know you at all."

"If you keep making these random claims about me, I'm going to call the police."

Tyler's expression changed dramatically. He instinctively looked toward Helena.

My suspicions were confirmed—I was now certain of my theory.

Helena avoided Tyler's gaze, then deliberately touched her shoulder as if unintentionally.

Tyler seemed to remember something and shouted excitedly. "I have proof! The night you slept with me, I saw it—you have a red birthmark on your left shoulder!"

Helena immediately rushed forward and pulled open my collar.

A vivid red birthmark appeared before everyone's eyes.

Helena covered her mouth in shock. "How can this be!"

"I didn't believe what this man said, so I wanted to check and prove your innocence, but..."

"Please don't blame me, I really didn't mean anything by it..."

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Your investigation was quite thorough."

Hearing my words, her gaze flickered for a moment before she lowered her head with feigned guilt.

"I really didn't expect this," she said, then looked at Tyler with a firm voice defending me.

"This doesn't count! It's just a birthmark. It doesn't prove anything!"

"Do you have any other evidence? If not... then... ahem... get lost!"

Helena became emotional and coughed continuously.

Garrett quickly put his arm around her, speaking with concern. "Don't get worked up, it's bad for your health."

"This birthmark is enough to prove that Melissa had something going on with him—that she's an indecent woman. You don't need to argue on her behalf anymore."

He looked at me, his face flushed. "I'm ashamed of you! How could our Morrison family have a daughter like you!"

"From now on, when you go out, don't you dare say you're my sister!"

Tyler rolled his eyes and started shouting excitedly again. "Who says I don't have other evidence!"

"If this evidence isn't enough, I have a paternity test report that proves this kid is my son!"

He proudly lifted his chin and pulled a report from his pocket.

However, no one noticed that Mrs. Morrison had stopped talking the moment my birthmark was revealed.

She kept staring blankly at my shoulder.