Chapter 68

Sixty Eight

Chloe.

"Yes, it is," I mumbled.

"How?"

"When did this happen?"

"Tristan stole their daughter?"

"Is this real?"

I waited for them to calm down and then continued. "I hadn't believed it at first either. I was raised as Chloe Tristan. He raised me as his daughter just so he could marry me off to a wealthy family and get a lot of money in return."

"If what you say is true, how come we've never heard of you from Tristan either?" One of the directors quipped and the others nodded like a bunch of idiots. I had to hand it to Tristan though. He certainly knew how to choose men who were loyal to him. They were having a hard time doubting him even after seeing a video of his wife stealing a baby.

Fucking wonderful.

"I could show you all the family pictures and videos I took with them, growing up," I said, clicking on a folder on the system.

The look on their faces as I swiped from picture to picture and video to video of me growing up with the people I had thought were my pare