His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1365: "Who Exactly is that Man!"_1

Chapter 1365: Chapter 1365: "Who Exactly is that Man!"_1

Chapter 1365

But she clearly remembered that she had a paternity test done.

She said, "I had a paternity test and the results show..."

"That was false." said Rosalind Taylor, "It is just that he values his reputation, didn’t want to make this public, hence he bribed the doctor to provide you with a fake certificate."

Chloe Collins lowered her gaze slowly, her icy fingers clenched into a fist.

Her lips moved, but she didn’t know what to say.

Raine Nolan’s resounding laughter finally filled the room. She finally showed her triumphant smile, "Chloe Collins, so you are an illegitimate child, you are worse off than me! I was wondering why you were so disliked. Turns out, you’re not his daughter at all, hahaha..."

"Your mom is truly impressive, managing to cuckold him. No wonder he hated you, you are an accident!"

"Enough!"

A sudden voice interrupted Raine Nolan’s triumphant shouts.

Lilian Pearce, who had been quietly observing from the side, finally spoke up.

Chloe Collins looked at her thoughtfully, recalling a private conversation between Lilian Pearce and Rosalind Taylor a long time ago. That time, Rosalind Taylor, Lilian Pearce, and Tristan Collins were all present, and the three had an argument.

It was then that she realized that Lilian Pearce knew the secret of Tristan Collins suddenly distancing himself from her, but no matter what, Lilian wouldn’t reveal it.

Later, she vaguely sensed that the truth might involve her mother’s reputation and stopped pursuing the matter any further.

But now...

She didn’t expect it to be this truth.

Lilian Pearce declared sternly, "I was Joy Taylor’s assistant back then, also her classmate, and I know everything that happened!"

She turned toward Tristan Collins, her voice stern once again, "Mr. Collins, let me make it clear to you today, in this matter, your wife Joy Taylor is the real victim. The reason she slept with another man was all orchestrated by Rosalind Taylor!"

Tristan Collins widened his eyes, his voice low, "What did you say!"

Sensing something was off, Rosalind Taylor tried to cover Lilian’s mouth to stop her speaking, but was blocked by Chloe Collins’ Silver Ring and Silver Thread.

The sudden appearance of the Silver Thread pierced the wall, blocking Rosalind Taylor’s path, looking incredibly sharp.

Chloe Collins looked at Lilian Pearce, "Ms. Pearce, please explain everything clearly!"

Knowing that the truth could no longer be hidden, Lilian continued to address Tristan Collins, "She was jealous of Joy Taylor back then and was determined to break you two apart. So, she drugged Joy, making her sleep with another man. Both individuals were not in a good state and the power was out, so Joy assumed the man was you, and everything happened quite naturally.

Rosalind Taylor wanted to take you there to catch them red-handed, but she never expected that Emma Foster would see everything. Emma even threatened her to stay quiet, perfectly covering up the entire incident, hence neither of you figured it out at the time.

Originally, the two of you could have continued to live happily. But who would have guessed, Joy Taylor got pregnant. I initially thought that the child might not be from that man, so I kept quiet. It was only after the car accident when you discovered the child wasn’t yours that I realized this matter couldn’t be left unresolved."

Tristan Collins asked coldly, "Do you know who that man was?"

Lilian Pearce turned her face away, paused for a moment, then said, "I know, Rosalind Taylor knows too, and so does Emma Foster."

She looked mockingly at Rosalind Taylor’s dismayed face, "You calculated so many factors, but failed to predict that the man you were exploiting was the love of Emma Foster’s life. How could she ever let you toy with her beloved? It serves you right to fail!"

"Who is that man!" Tristan Collins roared.

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