"Your sister?" Cherise arched an eyebrow. "Do you think she sees you as her sister? You're loyal to Rowena, but sadly, she doesn't consider you her sibling."
Ursula scowled and glared at Cherise. "What are you implying? You're talking nonsense! My sister has always been the best to me! Don't try to sow discord between us!"
"Why would I need to sow discord between you two?" Cherise smiled calmly. She placed her phone on the table and casually pressed the play button of a recording. "I just left Rowena's hospital room. Want to hear what she thinks of you?"
Ursula narrowed her eyes and stared at Cherise fiercely. Still, she remained silent.
After a moment, Rowena's voice sounded from the phone.
"Now that you know, I suppose I have to admit it. Actually, it's not that I'm particularly clever... She's just foolish."
In the recording, the usual warmth in Rowena's voice had completely disappeared and was replaced with hatred.
Ursula's mind went blank as she listened to the conversation in the recording.
Cherise's stern voice sounded, "Ursula has been your sister for over a decade. Don't you feel the slightest remorse for exploiting her in this manner?"
Rowena's voice was harsh and resentful. "Why should I feel remorse?"
Ursula's eyes gradually dulled.
She slumped in her chair and shook her head vehemently. "No... This can't be real..."
Meanwhile, Damien sent the two children to kindergarten.
"Are you Soren and Serafina's father?" a kindergarten teacher asked warmly.
Damien, holding a child in each hand, nodded subtly. "Yes."
"You can leave the children with me." The teacher took Soren and Serafina's hands with a smile before advising Damien, "It's getting cold, and the weather forecast says it will rain today. Your children are slightly underdressed. Can you get them jackets from home?
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