Chapter 239

"Big brother just called," Kimberly Hale said after a brief pause. "They finally tracked down that nurse from the hospital years ago. She admitted there might've been a baby mix-up—it was the hospital's fault. She's been hiding all these years, afraid to get dragged down with it. Turns out, there was another family that had a baby girl back then. The Merritt family, the one that made a fortune near the seafood market in Brindleford." She looked at Nicholas. "That girl just now—what did she say her last name was?" "Something with a 'Zhong' in it, I think." "Jenny," the assistant nearby chimed in. "What are the odds?" Kimberly frowned slightly. "Maybe it's what that so-called fortune teller meant by fate?" the assistant muttered under her breath. Nicholas let out a snort. "Let's not jump to conclusions. We'll get the facts first." He didn't buy into coincidences—only cold hard proof. And in this day and age, a DNA test would clear it up quick. … At the kindergarten. Parents and kids were