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Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

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Chapter 1221 Unveiling Deceptions

“Not acquainted,” Lizbeth shook her head, “and the moment I first saw her, I felt that she was strange.”

“I had the same feeling, Mrs. Murphy mused, “her gaze reminded me of someone, but I can’t recall who.”

“Mom,” Lizbeth grabbed Mrs. Murphy’s hand, “doesn’t her expression resemble Evelyn Murphy’s?”

“…” Mrs. Murphy took a breath, “Evelyn Murphy?”

“I felt that way. Lizbeth said, “could it be my imagination?”

“You’re right,” Mrs. Murphy furrowed her brow, “it’s that feeling! Although this Erin looks different from Evelyn, her

gaze is eerily similar to Evelyn’s!”

“Now that you mention it, I also had that thought,” Paul said, “the first time I saw her back in Struyria, it caught me

off guard.”

“This can’t be a coincidence, can it?” Mrs. Murphy said, “This woman doesn’t look much like Evelyn, but her gaze,

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it’s that same cunning and malevolent look.”

“And I sense a deviousness in her, Lizbeth said, “that day, she even mentioned being pregnant with Edmond’s child,

wanting to become the Murphy family’s young mistress.”

“How could that be?” Mrs. Murphy exchanged a glance with her husband, “We don’t even know who she is! The

doors to the Murphy family are not open for just anyone to enter! We can’t let Murphy’s family’s bloodline be

scattered outside.”

Mrs. Murphy stood up from her chair, her expression angered, “I’ll talk with her. She’s getting ahead of herself!”

“The thing is, Edmond dotes on her, Lizbeth said, “you and Dad don’t need to strain your relationship with Edmond

because of her.”

“The selection for the position of Murphy family’s young mistress won’t be so casual!” Mrs. Murphy said. with a cold

face, “Even if Edmond gets her pregnant, it’s nothing special. We can give her money and send her away!”

“But there’s a child involved, right?” Lizbeth frowned, That’s an innocent life too, part of the Murphy family’s blood.”

“She says it’s Edmond’s, so it must be Edmond’s?” Mrs. Murphy snorted, “This kind of loose woman, who knows

who she got pregnant by, maybe she’s trying to pin it on Edmond! Besides, we can’t even be sure if she’s pregnant!

The complexion and laziness of a pregnant woman, those can’t be faked easily! Your mother gave birth to you

three, don’t I have that experience?” CD

Lizbeth, “…” She hadn’t thought about these aspects, her mother’s words seemed reasonable.

“Let me handle this!” Mrs. Murphy said with a cold snor, “Watch how I’ll get the truth out of her!”

Lizbeth, “… Mother’s still as sharp as ever!

During dinner, Paul asked Lizbeth what kind of dowry she wanted.

Tll follow Mom and Dad’s decision,” Lizbeth said, “whatever they think is best.”

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“Mom and Dad won’t treat you unfairly,” Mrs. Murphy said, her eyes slightly teary, “You’re their flesh and blood, yet

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you’ve suffered so much outside. They feel sorry for you.”

“I’m doing fine.” Lizbeth’s eyes were also a bit watery, but she smiled. “Mom and Dad shouldn’t dwell on those

things. I’m here with you now, and I’m happy just the same, right?” It’s just that this happiness came

a bit late.

Thinking about the days she endured hardships in the countryside with her foster parents, it was truly a difficult

time.

“Though that’s what you say,” Mrs. Murphy held her daughter’s hand, “if we hadn’t discovered the mistake with

Evelyn and hadn’t quickly found the hospital records and located you in time, you would still be suffering in the

countryside. And by then, your foster parents had already passed away, you would’ve been

all alone.”

“My foster parents treated me well,” Lizbeth said, “at least they gave me a home, helped me grow up smoothly. I

just didn’t expect them to pass away so soon.”

“Those two years were tough,” Mrs. Murphy served Lizbeth a dish, “your foster parents falling ill and passing away,

with no one to support you, how did you manage all alone?”