Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 473

Marguerite couldn’t quite believe her ears, but the realization soon hit her.

“So what you’re saying is, Hayes is my missing son?”

Miley nodded vigorously, like a bobblehead, “I shrugged off the resemblance between you and Yuna before, thinking it was just a coincidence. But the moment I met Hayes face to face, I saw that it wasn’t just about looks. It was the mannerisms, the way you carry yourselves!”

If that was the case, there were too many unanswered questions swirling in Marguerite’s mind.

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But Miley’s thoughts were as unpredictable as a summer storm. She paced around the room, her mind racing. Then, as if struck by lightning, she had an epiphany, her face lighting up with excitement, “What if the person who took away your son was Barnes, and he handed the child over to Yuna? She then made up a story, telling Mr. Winston she had twins!

Think about it. If Manley and Hayes were both Yuna’s children, why would she favor one so blatantly over the other? The most likely explanation is that Hayes is actually your son, and that’s why she neglected him! Doesn’t that make sense?”

left field, and her speculation eased Marguerite’s

with Frederick’s child, which should have been enough to secure her status. So why go through the trouble

proves Hayes is Mr. Winston’s son, not necessarily

her thought and her mind was off to

muttering to herself, “Paternity test… paternity test…”

stopped in her tracks, turned, and hurried over to Marguerite, urgency written all over

give birth mainly because he doubted the child was his! So he cut off contact

a paternity test as soon as she delivered! Therefore, her stealing your son could very well have been to pass Mr.

Her face showed a half-smile,

a hunch, you’re convinced Hayes is my lost son? So, by your logic, I had twins,

on Miley’s enthusiasm. She slumped back into her chair, resting her chin

she forget Teresa’s

other hand

moment of silence, she looked up at Marguerite with a speculative glint in her eye, “What if…

excitement, “Marguerite, how can you be so sure the man you had a