Chapter 1

The three children I raised for over twenty years turned out not to be my biological kids.

They were maliciously swapped repeatedly by our housekeeper.

My husband went mad with anger.

The children panicked.

However, I stayed calm.

I said, "Let's wait until Wilfrid successfully inherits the company, until Humbert gains a firm footing there, until Ava marries Neil Moss, then we'll bring our real kids back home."

When I said this, everyone was shocked.

My husband, Travis Wood, was stunned.

My children looked at each other, their eyes lighting up with delight, their faces showing uncontrollable surprise and amazement.

My youngest daughter, Ava Wood, who was usually the most spoiled, eagerly snuggled up to me, clinging to my arm and acting cute.

She said, "Mom, I always knew you loved the three of us the most."

I patted her hand with satisfaction.

"When you marry Neil, I will give you your favorite estate as a gift, with your name on the deed alone."

Ava's eyes shone with joy. She could not hide her excitement.

She asked, "Are you really promising to give me that estate worth billions as a gift?"

I reached out and tapped her nose.

I said, "You are my most beloved daughter. I will definitely give you what you love."

Ava hugged me excitedly.

She said, "Mom, you have been so good to me. I was even afraid that if you found out I'm not your biological daughter, you would..."

I said, "What are you talking about? I have cared for you every step of the way. I will only consider you as my daughter."

Ava grinned ear to ear, pouted, and cautiously asked, "Then, what if your real daughter comes back and she's unhappy?"

My expression immediately turned cold, and a trace of displeasure flashed in my eyes.

I said, "That's her problem, not mine.

"I'd be doing her a favor by taking her back. But if she's shameless, I won't tolerate her pushing her luck."

Ava finally relaxed, beaming as she nestled into my arms.

Wilfrid and Humbert exchanged a look.

Before they could test the waters, I gave each of them some encouragement first.

I said, "Wilfrid is outstanding and highly regarded in the company. The board of directors can't stop praising you.

"Both your father and I hope you can shoulder the future of the Wood Group."

Wilfrid was briefly shocked, then took two steps forward with tears in his eyes.

He solemnly held my hand and promised, "Mom, rest assured, I will not let you and Dad down. I will lead our family to greater heights."

I patted his hand with relief.

I didn't miss the flash of relief in his eyes or the subtle expression on his face. It was hidden joy and pride.

I looked up at my youngest son, Humbert.

I said, "You just graduated from college. Your most important task now is to establish yourself in the company and cultivate loyal aides.

"Your father and I plan to let you start as a deputy manager in the finance department to gain experience, so you can later assist your brother in managing and expanding the company."

"Mom, you're so good to my brother and me. I promise I won't street race and worry you anymore!" Humbert grinned and came over, seriously saluting me.

I smiled teasingly, "You're the naughty one."

Travis couldn't hold back any longer.

He angrily patted the leather sofa's armrest.

He said, "What exactly are you thinking? We don't even know where our real children are, and you still have the energy to come up with plans for the three of them."

I threw three photos at him.

Then I casually took a sip of coffee.

I said, "They're not dead. Why are you so anxious? Isn't everything fine?"

After looking at the photos, Travis's face nearly twisted with anger.

He said, "One lives by scavenging trash, one dyed his hair and is always fighting, one sings at a bar and got groped. Tell me, how is everything fine!"

I put down my cup with a dismissive air, flipping through a fashion magazine and snorting disdainfully.

I said, "Isn't it good enough that they didn't die?"

The children all paused in surprise.

Travis's forehead veins bulged.