The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel)

hapter 120: The Fake Mother

Shaina paused That face looked so much like hers, and the detective had found out some public pictures of Anya Shaw taken at some family cruise ship event.

Her eyes flashed with a weird look. This girl was married well and connected to a big family. If only she was really her daughter.

She had looked at that picture enough to recognize her in her sleep. That was her fake daughter, Anya.

No, she was her real daughter. Those who paid her said Anya would not be able to tell the difference. Even though they had warned her to never approach, how could Shaina let go of this opportunity to milk this new daughter?

As Shaina approached, the guards couldn’t help but notice the tension in the air. The guards spring into action to block her path: Anya watched in silent awe as one of the guards stepped forward, his imposing presence serving as a formidable barrier between Shaina, the young girl, and herself. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Anya was suddenly grateful for the guards. There was nothing more she was grateful for at this moment than these guards. She was not sure what this woman wanted, but she did not want a ghost following her home

It was best if there was someone to block the way. Not for her safety, but for the safety of these ghosts, because she was sure she excelled at throwing holy water at them as much as a tired author can spew rubbish

Anya’s shock at seeing this woman standing before her in the orchard was suppressed by her blank look

She couldn’t believe that the woman had rail se all its way really considering on closer inspection she did not look too similar to her minilos

This woman was better off dead Anya tried and suppress her fate thougins Forbes stand in front of her still breathing meant she was inouring her mother win was still in the hands of others. Anya knew this well and did not to entertain aningepe

“And you are? Anya asked the two people Mocked by her gunds

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“Anya,” Shaina greeted, her voice softening as the stared at the singh beautiful gida wheelchair. “You may not know me, but my name is Shaina, and this in Had Me Staite introduced them and paused when she got to the part out answering who the at a loss for words.

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Hazel looked at the girl behind the wall of guards

“I am your sister. This is your mother,” Hazel sak

Anya remained silent, her cold stare fixed on Shaina as she waited for an explanation. The guards looked to Anya for guidance, silently asking if the women should be allowed through, but Anya made no move to invite them closer.

Instead, she chose to address them from afar, keeping a safe distance between them.

“What do you want?” Anya’s voice was sharp and clipped, betraying none of the emotions swirling inside her.

She had no intention of letting her guard down around someone like Shaina, she could not guess who she was working for and their reason for emptying her father’s safe and looking for her. This woman had ulterior motives.

Shaina faltered slightly under Anya’s icy gaze, realizing that she wouldn’t be able to approach her directly. She realized that Anya was not shocked by Hazel’s declaration. This made her pause and become flustered. If Anya knew who she was, then she probably already had her opinion on her mother. Was this girl not on good terms with her mother? Shaina wanted to walk closer but did not dare.

She couldn’t understand why Anya needed bodyguards or why she seemed so distant and guarded. It was clear that Anya had grown up in feud with her mother.

Hazel couldn’t help but feel a bit of envy at the thought of Anya’s lifestyle compared to hers. This girl had none of her mother’s features, but she was elegant even in her wheelchair.

Summoning up all her courage, Shaina forced a soft, apologetic smile onto her face, hoping to smooth over any lingering tension between them. “I just wanted to say hi,” she offered Jamely, her voice filled with regret. “It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and I thought it would be nice to say hi or catch up.

“I thought you were dead,” Anya answered, and Shaina was at a loss again. Dead? Was she missing something? She adjusted her expression,

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Anya’s expression remained impassive as she watched Shaina’s feeble attempt at an explanation. She couldn’t help but feel suspicious at their sudden appearance; could there possibly be such a coincidence?

But she chose to remain silent, allowing Shaina to continue speaking.

Shaina shifted uncomfortably under Anya’s scrutinizing gaze, acutely aware of the awkwardness hanging in the air between them.

“Why have you been looking for me?” Anya asked.

“You knew?” Hazel asked in return. This fake half sister knew her mother was trying to find her but did nothing.

“It is not advised to poke around about my family.” Anya answered, and Shaina stiffened.

“Why are you looking for me? Keep it short,” she said coldly.

Shaina gestured to Hazel standing beside her, a forced smile plastered on her face. “This is your half sister. She is in a bit of trouble, and 1 myself…” she started explaining, her voice seerning awkward.

“So, what do you expect me to do about it?” Anya asked, glancing at the two women, her expression unreadable.

She felt a surge of resentment towards them for using her mother’s face. They had come to find her because they were in trouble after this woman who calls herself her mother had probably been warned to not come close. Those who instructed her to pretend to be her mother must have known she would find out if they met. But this woman was too much in at hurry to cash out and walked right up to confirm Anya’s suspicions. But she kept her emotions in check, refusing to let them show.

Shaina’s voice faltered slightly as she struggled to maintain her composed facade. “You don’t care what happens to us; I understand,” she said to Anya, her face falling slightly. “But it is best if we sit and talk; when it comes to our problems, it is not your concern. But I have something of your father’s that you may want.”

At her words, Hazel glanced at her mother sharply before looking away, an action Anya caught.

Looking at the woman no more trying to act familiar with her, Anya suppressed a sneer. It

seems they had dropped all pretense.

Anya looked at the two of them deeply, which made Shaina shudder inside.

“Alright, let me see what you have; then we will talk,” Anya answered, and Hazel and Shaina went pale.

This girl felt nothing for them. It was as though she was looking at a stranger. Mother and daughter glanced at each other and then back at Anya. They had planned to use her to support themselves. Was their plan going to work if she treated them this way?

Even when they said they had something of her father’s, she did not budge. This distressed them greatly. How do they get what they want?

Hazel, on the other hand, had made up her mind. She was going to go all the way with her acting.