Chapter 548 It Would Be Great If Bianca Were Queenie’s Daughter


    Fortunately, Shakira was an agile person, and she was experienced with such situations.


    She managed to catch the te before it hit the floor, thus averting disaster.


    However, what Bianca said earlier rang in Shakira''s ears like a p of thunder.


    ''Allison was married to Bianca''s father, and she said that Bianca was her daughter? How is that


    possible ''Luke said that he had done a DNA test with Bianca, and it proved that they’re not siblings!


    ''That has to be it.


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    ''The two are not rted by blood.


    ''However, It''s undeniable that Allison used to be rted to Bianca''s father...''


    Shakira remembered very well that Allison only bore one child, who was Luke. Luke was Allison''s tool


    to enter the Crawford household, but Old Master Crawford had not recognized Luke''s status back then.


    He only wanted to wait for Susan to give birth to a legitimate Crawford child.


    Zachary did not have the authority in the family, and he dared not go against his father''s wishes. The


    child was not able to enter the Crawford household.


    Back then, Zachary had his eye on a tender college student. He was busy courting her, and so he


    ignored Allison''s existence. Of course, Allison''s child was ignored as well.


    Without Zachary''s protection, Susan, the legitimate wife, started to pressure Allison. She forcefully took


    back all the house and car that Zachary had gifted Allison and forced her to leave A City.


    Allison''s dream of marrying rich was shattered. She did not know of any way of making a living other


    than being a dancer, but she was already used to being pampered in luxury. Forced into poverty, she


    had to run away from


    A City and find other solutions.


    She was worried that her child would be a burden to her as she looked for another sugar daddy. That


    was why she had ced Luke in an orphanage.


    Allison disappeared for the next half a year. No one knew where she went, as though she had


    disappeared from the world.


    Shakira did not know anything that happened in that period.


    Later, she heard that Queenie, who was already heavily pregnant, took in the homeless Allison out of


    sympathy and let her stay in the Norman residence.


    Jack was in the middle of an investigation. Their family was already in a difficult situation, but Queenie


    was willing to help Allison anyway.


    Allison stayed in the Norman residence for a month, and she apanied Queenie for the entire time.


    When Queenie went to the small town to look for her husband and suffered from premature delivery,


    Allison was also the only person there. It meant that she was the only one who witnessed Queenie


    deliver a stillborn child.


    Shakira had thought that there was something fishy about the entire incident.


    Queenie might be weak and delicate, but she was in good health. Before the delivery, Shakira had


    apanied Queenie to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said that the mother and baby were


    healthy. Why would the baby be stillborn?


    It was until that day when she eavesdropped on Allison''s conversation with another woman that she


    knew that the stillborn was a set-up!


    She did not know Allison''s motives for doing so, but it meant that Queenie’s child was still alive and well


    somewhere in the world.


    Shakira made a bold guess. Could the Bianca Rayne in front of her be Queenie’s birth daughter?


    Their facial features and mannerisms looked so simr. They even had almost the same voice...


    How could two people look so simr if they were unrted?


    The world was so vast, and there were so many people. There were so many people who were


    unrted but looked and sounded simr, but not all of them were parent and child...


    However, Bianca and Allison were not totally unrted... Shakira could not help but doubt the entire


    situation!


    Shakira’s heart thumped faster when she thought of that possibility.


    She wanted to go in and ask Bianca directly, but she thought that it would be very awkward if she were


    mistaken. Not only would Queenie be disappointed, but Bianca would be disappointed too...


    Shakira''s hand that was about to knock on the door drooped weakly.


    ''I should go and investigate first.


    ''I should only start asking them questions when I have more evidence. If Bianca is really Queenie’s


    daughter... that would be great!''


    At night, in a prison somewhere in A City.


    The male wing was illuminated by a single dim and yellow incandescent bulb. The cells were separated


    by thick walls.


    Each cell contained about eight prisoners who slept in bunk beds. Jean Langdon walked along the


    corridor toward his cell, holding a cracked hand basin and had a towel draped over his bare shoulder.


    He was gaunt and slightly hunched, and he had a haggard look on his face. As soon as he entered his


    cell, his cellmates stood up and looked at him like hungry wolves.


    ''Oh no!'' He thought. Just when he wanted to run out of the cell, he heard the door close and locked


    with a bang!


    A plump man blocked the door and looked at him pervertedly. "Hey, Jean, you''re finally done with your


    shower. You''re slower than a girl. Boss has been waiting for you for a long time!"


    Jean timidly lifted his head and looked at the burliest and fiercest man in the room being surrounded by


    other men. His delicate and gentle face shuddered...


    Every ce had a power hierarchy, especially prisons. Obviously, the scarfaced man was the dominant


    force in the cell.


    The man was covered in tattoos. He also had a long and terrifying knife scar on his face, extending


    from between his brows to the corner of his lips. His gaze was violent and hostile, and one nce from


    him would send a chill down one''s spine.


    At that moment, Jean felt like he was being preyed upon.


    He tried not to show his disgust as he walked in front of the scar-faced man and ttered him, "you


    must be tired today, Brother Scar. How about I massage your back..." 1 "I don''t need a back massage. I


    have an itch down here though, and you can help scratch it..." As the scar-faced man said that with his


    dried lips, he abruptly pinned Jean down.


    In a panic, Jean wanted to shout for help, but his cellmates took out a roll of duct tape from somewhere


    and taped his mouth shut. Jean''s face was wrought with despair.


    As he was being vited, a glint of destructive madness appeared in his eyes!


    He could never forget that everything that happened here was because of that b*tch Bianca Rayne!


    He had thought that the woman was gentle and loving like a flower. He had worshipped her like a


    goddess.


    She was not willing to have carnal rtions with him, and he had never forced her to do so in the two


    years they were dating.


    However, he did not expect that she, who had looked so pure and virtuous, had made out in bed with


    Luke Crawford!


    Not only had she betrayed his feelings, but she and that man had conspired to put him in prison.


    He had been in prison for more than a year, and every day was a living hell.


    Meanwhile, that immoral couple roamed free!


    Every time Jean was reminded of that, he was filled with hatred and resentment!


    He would remember all the suffering that they had caused him. When he was freed, he would repay the


    favor a hundred, no, a thousand times!