Entangled With The CEO Brothers

I grabbed my phone like crazy and saw on the screen a few of Carter’s inner circle, they were pushing Yasmin aside and one of the men was holding Sunny and flaunting his arms in front of the camera.

My heart was torn into pieces.

“Carter!” I screamed, “Don’t you move my baby!”

“That’s up to you!” He gritted his teeth, putting his cell phone away and glaring at me sinisterly, “Laura, if you play nice, not only will I not touch her, I’ll treat her like the apple of my eye!”

“Either sign the papers or get married!” He said, “You choose any one of them. Cooperate with me obediently in order to guarantee you a lifetime of honor and wealth, as well as your daughter’s life!”

I looked at him, my mind already in a mess. I tried my best to find a little bit of clues from this mess, I often heard people say that a good man does not suffer before his time, and now I realized the truth of this saying.

The one who knows what’s right is the one who knows what’s wrong.

Nothing in this world is more important than my daughter!

With trembling hands, I took the agreement.

“Is there a pen?” I said, “I’ll sign.”

Carter gave a beat, then sneered, “At a time like this, you still want to hold on to Cameron? Cameron wants you dead right now!”

“I don’t need you to bother with what Cameron and I have going on.” I look at him, “Bring me a pen, I’ll sign!”

He pulls a signing pen from the inside of his suit.

Smiling a villainous smile in passing.

I hesitate for a moment, the tip of the pen about to fall onto the white paper, but then the pen is violently snatched away from me. I couldn’t react fast enough, and then I heard a “pop” and saw Carter covering half of his face in shock.

In front of him stood Mellisa.

Mellisa was glaring at me …

I was stunned.

Mellisa shielded herself from me like an old mother hen shielding her chicks, spreading her wings fearlessly, even though there was a ferocious hound dog standing in front of her.

“Mom!” Carter shared an incredulous look, “What’s wrong with you?”

“I forbid you to do this to Laura,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

I don’t know if it was anger or excitement, but her body was shaking slightly as well. Her hand comes up and sneaks behind her to take my hand.

“Carter,” she said, “you can’t do this to Laura!” and with that she tore the agreement to shreds, then turned to me, “you’re not allowed to sign this, and you can’t get married! Lynch Group should have had Laura’s share, and I’m going to keep it for her no matter what!”

“Mom, you’ve got to be kidding me!” Carter yelled, “Why are you turning your back on me? I’m your son!”

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“Mom!”

“Don’t you say another word!” Mellisa raised her voice with her own authority, “Carter, have your men pull out and stop threatening Yasmin and the baby immediately! Now turn on the video, I want to see those people leave! I want to see Yasmin and the baby safe!”

“Mom,” Carter’s eyes widen, “what the hell is wrong with you?”

I couldn’t help but hold Mellisa … Her hand was warm, and at that moment, I suddenly had a strange feeling.

When I was held in Stella’s arms in the afternoon, I tried to find motherly love, but there was no such feeling.

This feeling, all natural …

I stared at her in awe, unconsciously wetting my eyes.

“Can’t you understand what I’m saying?”

“Mom …”

“Do what I say!” Mellisa was near hysterical.

Carter was startled by her, but he looked even more vicious and spat out one word with force, “No!”

“Carter!”

“I can’t take Laura so cheaply!” said Carter, “She has to pay … Either she gives up everything The Lynch Group has to offer, or she marries me and helps me get my inheritance !”

“Are you crazy?” Mellisa almost rushed to him, “You can’t do this to her, she’s …”

My heart hangs in my throat.

A strong sense of foreboding hit me.

The world seemed to enter a vacuum and silence stretched like a vine.

I stared intently at Mellisa’s lips, pea-red lips flicked open and closed, “She’s your sister.”

Instantly it was like something exploded in my ears.

“She’s your sister, Carter!!! is my own daughter!” Mellisa’s eyes reddened, “You can’t do this to her!”

Carter froze in place, wide-eyed, seemingly completely unable to believe this.

For a moment, I thought Mellisa was talking nonsense, too. But when I strung together what she’d been doing all this time, I realized that she hadn’t been nice to me for no reason.

She’s my mom, and it’s in a mom’s nature to love her children.

Even though she’s been absent from my life for over twenty years.

My heart stung and I leaned against the wall to catch my breath.

After a long time, Carter whispers, “No … that’s not it!” The corners of his mouth twitched, “Heh, Mom, you’re kidding, right? Look closely, she’s Laura. She’s our adopted daughter from The Lynch Family, when did she become your daughter? Mom, you never told me you had a daughter!”

Mellisa turned her face to look at me.

I leaned against the wall, an intense feeling of shock stretching down my heart and into my limbs.

It was as if I didn’t recognize her. What should I call her now? Auntie?

Or … mom?

The word mom suddenly became so foreign.

“Laura …,” her voice caught for a moment, and she reached out a hand to hold my shoulder.

The moment she touched it, I pushed her away violently.

“No…” I mumbled, “don’t come over yet.”

“I can’t take it all at once, I’m begging you to stay away for now!”

“What I said was true!” She put her hand over her heart, “You have to believe me!”

Big tears fell down my face.

“Where’s the proof?” I said, “What makes you say I’m your daughter? Do you know who my father is? His name is Jacob Campbell and he’s a murderer! He killed Anne!”

“Not Jacob!” shouted Mellisa, “You’re the daughter of The Lynch Family, Laura! Your last name is Lynch, you’re not Campbell!”

“No-”

I screamed covering my ears.

I’d rather this all be a dream, I’d rather go back to being a child, I’d rather be pointed out that my dad was a murderer!

I wouldn’t want to be The Lynch Family’s daughter either …

I felt my eyes go black and the world spin around. I fell back into that horrible dream, surrounded by darkness, Cameron’s face appeared from time to time, and Anne’s tongue with a piece of it broken off was at my feet … I was covered in blood and tried to run away from this place, but I couldn’t get to the end of it.

“Ms. Laura!” Someone called to me.

I open my eyes and Yasmin is sitting beside me.

The look in her eyes tells me she already knows all.

Mellisa sits in a chair, just about to lean over, then takes a few steps back, a difficult expression on her face.

I realized that I was already lying in my room. There was a beautiful crib added to the room, and Sunny was sleeping under a pink gauze net, like a little princess.

Yet just a day ago, all this was something I couldn’t even think about.

Yasmin brought the soup and quietly retreated. Mellisa looked at me with careful eyes. She sat on the edge of my bed to see that I wasn’t resisting before she asked softly, “Can we talk?”

As it happened, I wanted to talk to her too.

But where to start talking?

I looked at her, her face was a bit haggard, but her back was straight and that essence was still there. She was still the same dignified and self-respecting Mellisa, but in front of my own daughter, she was still three times shorter.

Put your heart in the right place, just like I did to Sunny. If I owed Sunny twenty years of motherly love, I would be coy in front of her too.

“Laura …” Mellisa took my hand.

I gently drew it back and she showed me a DNA certificate. “I thought you wanted proof? This is proof.”

The numbers on it are complicated, and there’s a column at the end that says the probability of kinship is greater than 97%.

“It’s you and Carter.” She glanced at me and said softly, “Remember the last time you broke Carter’s head, he was in desperate need of a blood transfusion, but the hospital’s blood bank was running out, and the doctors used your blood … I’ve been a little skeptical of you ever since.”

“You know, The Lynch Family has people with special blood types. If you say coincidence, then this is too much of a coincidence. Even if there were people with the same blood type transfusing each other, there would still be a few indicators that don’t match. But I quietly asked the nurse, and your blood sample with Carter was an exact match for either statistic.”

“So you secretly did the DNA?” said I. “You knew then that I was your daughter, but you never recognized me.”

Mellisa doesn’t say anything.

“You’re bitter aren’t you?” I smiled bitterly, “Everyone has hardships, everyone has no choice, but fate is fair to everyone. The sins you have done, you always pay back.”

I sniffle and look at her, “Please tell me, what really happened back then?”

A single tear falls from Mellisa’s eye.

She never gets emotional, she keeps it under control, so even in these times of conflicted sadness, I still don’t see any waves of emotion from her. But she shed a tear, and her tightly suppressed feelings burst forth in this moment. Like when Carter pushed me, she stood in my way, a mother’s instinct, uncontrolled by emotion.

She told me everything about that year.

Ever since she divorced my real father, Ethan, she’d remained undyingly devoted to him. Even though Ethan was already Stella’s husband by then.

She still tried to get him back.

One day she got her chance, and that was the day they had me.

But by then she was nameless, and her pride and self-esteem would not allow her to have a child without a name. For some reason she did not abort it, but gave me away after giving birth to me. At first the intermediary told her that I had been sent to a good family, but when she tried to see her daughter secretly, she realized that the intermediary had lied to her.

“I never heard from you after that.” She said, “I couldn’t have imagined in any way that you would become the daughter of someone like Jacob.”

“Laura …” She looked at me, “You suffered a lot as a child, didn’t you?”

I lowered my head.

There were no tears in that moment, and I hooked the corners of my mouth slightly.

What’s the point of talking about this now when you’ve survived even more suffering? I have conflicting feelings towards Mellisa, to say that I don’t blame her, that’s really impossible. She abandoned me back then, leaving me in a state of loneliness for more than twenty years of my life, and then I was adopted by The Lynch Family, which is clearly my home, but I live like an outsider.

And …

I looked over at Sunny in the bassinet.

A sharp stabbing pain in my heart.

I was Ethan and Mellisa’s daughter, so Cameron was my half-brother.

I … actually had a child with my brother, with my brother!

And I was in love with this brother!

I felt dizzy and spit out all the soup I had just taken in again.

Tears suddenly collapsed and simply gushed out uncontrollably.

Mellisa had her hands full tending to me as I pushed her away one at a time, telling her I didn’t want to see her again.

At this point I don’t even know who to blame or blame, who to put the blame on!

“Laura. “Mellisa walked to the door and turned her back to me, “I know you can’t accept it for a while, but it’s the truth … mom was sorry for you in the past, back then the situation forced me to do it for the sake of profit, for my own face, I couldn’t let anyone know you existed! But Laura, mom has always thought of you …”

“Don’t you say that again!” Now that she’s saying it again, I just feel hypocritical.

“You can’t correct the past, but in the future, mommy will protect you and never let you suffer a bit again!”

I buried my face in the pillow, and after a long time, I heard myself wailing hysterically.

I took Sunny to the hospital for tests and lab work. I was worried that she had mental problems or some other disease, but everything turned out to be normal.

She knew more and more things, sometimes she could play with a toy for a long time, and she was unusually sensitive to colors and especially liked the stickers on the wall at home.

However, I have been paranoid all day long, I bought a lot of books, and online to find out what a child of this age should know, a little bit of the wrong, I think it’s my sin, and then began to think nonsense, disturbing themselves not peaceful.

I wondered if I was depressed again.

During that time, I had to take medicine every day in order to sleep well, but because I couldn’t breastfeed because of the medicine, Sunny started drinking formula milk early. Sometimes I held this little child in my arms, my heart bursting with irritation, almost swimming on the verge of collapse.

Once, I didn’t even know what was going on, but I walked up to the roof with Sunny in my arms, and it was only when Yasmin chased after me and grabbed me that I came back to my senses – one more step and we would have both fallen to pieces!

The doctor said I was clearly post-partum depressed.

But I knew it was more than that, I was more worried about Sunny and the fact that I had made a mistake bringing her into the world.

“Miss, you don’t have to be like this at all.” Yasmin relieved me, “Sunny is so healthy now, she plays and laughs, the other day I was cuddling her and she could almost sit on my lap! Kids don’t sit until six months, she’s so far ahead of everyone else!”

“What?” I was shocked, “Then isn’t it abnormal for her to be earlier than others? I’ve read that some experts say it’s not normal for children to develop early either!”

“What’s wrong with you!” Yasmin frowned, “What exactly do you want for your child? What does it matter if it develops earlier or later? Kids will grow up eventually ah! Do you want her to set a schedule and make her follow it to the letter? Even airplane flights aren’t that punctual!”

I was dumbfounded.

So much so that it did feel like I had gone a little overboard for a while, but I couldn’t help it.

“You need to relax.” Yasmin took my hand, “Nowadays medicine is so advanced, if there was something wrong with this child, it should have been checked out when it was in your belly. It was fine then, what are you worried about at this time?”

“Besides …,” she paused and whispered, “Whether the second young master is The Lynch Family’s person or not, who can say for sure?”

I was stunned, “What do you mean by that?”