She wasn't her father's child?
Grace felt her heart clench.
"What do you mean?" She glared at Marry coldly. "Are you saying that I'm an illegitimate child?"
"Yes," Marry replied firmly, "You are an illegitimate child."
"How is this possible?" Grace's expression fell.
She took a step back and leaned against the wall, her eyes filled with sad realization. Marry looked at her. "Do you think I'm lying?"
Grace remained quiet.
Marry smiled bitterly. "Now that I've been brought here, and got treated that way by Simon, I've lost all of my fantasies and consideration for all of you. I'm not afraid to burn bridges now. What else do I have to lose? Ask me anything. I'll tell you the answer."
Marry looked at Grace and suddenly realized something.
The cat was finally out of the bag.
Scenes from the past flashed one after another in front of her eyes. The things that she had done together with Simon had finally been revealed. They were no doubt a dark past for all of them, including Grace.
She laughed mockingly and said, "You are an illegitimate child. You are not my father's child."
"When I was born, you were only three years old. What do you know?" Grace shot Marry with a glare. "Even now, you would still make up false rumors to slander us. Marry, don't you think that you've done enough?"
"Slander you?" Marry chuckled. "Grace, think about it. Why did your mother run away from home and go missing all of a sudden? You can't deny it. When your mother left, father was so angry that he fell ill. But still, she left, didn't she?"
Grace considered her mother dead.
She knew the reason behind her mother's brief departure. Her mother had fallen out of love with her father, and she was a woman who prioritized love, so she left.
In a nicer way, she had run away from home. However, to put it bluntly, she had eloped with someone else.
Grace didn't have any strong feelings for her biological mother. However, the fond memories she had was with her grandmother. Her grandmother's love was the most precious to her.
"It was because Father had found out about your true identity," Marry continued. "They were constantly arguing about it. I've heard it myself, that you're not my father's daughter, but Alice is. However, your mother had cheated on Father while still pretending to be a good person. It was infuriating.
Grace frowned. How was this possible?
"I know you won't believe it," Marry sneered. "But at this point, I have no need to lie to you anymore. Why didn't I give Sunny Group to you or Alice? Because Alice was too young. As for you, it was because of your mother. My father had died too soon because of her."
"You are talking nonsense," Grace frowned.
"I'm telling the truth," Marry said in a low voice. "Your mother cheated on Father, and Father was so furious that he fell ill. Your mother still left with another man even when Father was hospitalized. She was a b*tch who did whatever she wanted to."
"Shut up!" Grace lashed out angrily.
"You don't want to hear the truth? Then leave," Marry replied calmly.
"You're talking nonsense," Grace retorted, seething in anger.
"I'm not. You can ask Simon yourself. Your mother came back three years ago to see Simon."
What?
Grace's eyes widened in shock.
Marry looked at her and smiled. "It's up to you whether you want to believe it or not. I don't care anymore. I've told you everything. You're not my father's daughter. It is luck that the Smith Family took care of you, but you don't have the rights to inherit Sunny Group. Alice, on the other hand, is my father's daughter."
All of a sudden, Grace felt as if her mind had exploded.
Grace felt as if her whole world was spinning.
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