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Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 1170
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Chapter 1170 Sharon's demeanor shifted abruptly at Edith's words. "What's this? Am | supposed to keep sacrificing just because I'm a daughter? I've had enough! "Our parents passed away long ago, so why should I continue to be taken advantage of by all of you?" "If Timothy intends to donate all his wealth, wouldn't it make more sense to keep it within the family?" "Unfortunately, you're not a member of the Barrett family, so you don't have any inherent claim to it. What justification is there for your son to inherit the Barrett family's wealth?"

Wy TV BUN "But is Timothy truly a legitimate heir of the Barrett family? After all, he's not even your biological son." Mia found herself stunned by the sudden revelation. Could it be possible that Edith was aware of the truth regarding Timothy's parentage? Wasn't Timothy's true lineage supposed to be a tightly kept secret within the Barrett family? According to Timothy's earlier claims, only Laura and he were privy to his origins. Meanwhile, Sharon was supposedly kept in the dark.

Yet, with Edith's unexpected disclosure, it seemed apparent that Sharon might have been aware of this information. Otherwise, how else could an outsider like Edith have come to know about it?

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*15BONUS As a closely guarded secret within the Barrett family, Mia was certain that Laura would have taken stringent | measures to prevent any leaks, Therefore, there was only one conceivable explanation— Sharon must have been Privy to this secret all along and inadvertently disclosed it to Edith.

The atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

Mia hadn't expected to find herself in such a predicament during what was meant to be a casual dinner with Ginger and Sage.

Instinctively, she glanced at Timothy, but his expression remained impossible to decipher.

Meanwhile, Sharon's face twisted with distress as she delivered a sharp slap across Edith's cheek. "How dare you

spread such lies! Timothy is my son! He belongs to no one else but me. He is the rightful heir of the Barrett family!" Stung by the unexpected slap, Edith typically the aggressor in their exchanges, found herself on the receiving end for once, a sensation she couldn't bear.

Fueled by her anger, she retaliated fiercely, "You were the one who confided in me about Timothy not being your biological son, sharing the heartbreaking story of losing your biological child years ago! "You've been avoiding facing this truth, fearing the Barretts might discover your deception and realize you're not the rightful matriarch.

"Not to mention, your position as the

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top socialite would also be at risk if this Secret were to be exposed!" As Sharon processed Edith's words, it felt like a thunderbolt had struck her mind.

She hadn't anticipated Edith being so well-informed, especially since she had only let the truth slip while intoxicated. It was astonishing how thoroughly Edith had delved into the matter.

It became apparent that Edith had been coveting the Barrett family's fortune for some time.

With a cautious air, Sharon shifted her gaze toward Timothy, her demeanor no longer marked by arrogance but instead revealing a trace of unease.

"Tim, please don't entertain this

woman's unfounded claims! She's solely interested in the Barrett family's wealth, which is why she's attempting to sow discord between us. You are unquestionably my child and the sole l heir of the Barrett family." "Enough, Sharon. There's no need to keep pretending. I've pieced it all together. Timothy isn't your biological son; he's the love child from your husband's affair.

"Your husband orchestrated the switch, planning for you to raise his mistress’ child and eventually bring her into your home. But who could have anticipated her untimely death?" Suddenly, Sharon lunged at Edith, raining down a barrage of blows. "Shut up! What nonsense are you spewing?

de aint Do you want me to rip out your tongue for good?" In that tense moment, Sharon felt the chilling grip of fear creeping up her spine.