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Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 939: The True Heiress
[As for the rumors circulating online that July Quinn is the third party ruining my family, they are false. July is not a third party; she is my own daughter, and she currently refuses to acknowledge me as her father or return to The Donovan Family. There is no question of her destroying my family. As for other matters, I will also investigate them as soon as possible and respond promptly. Once again, I offer my most sincere apologies to the vast number of netizens and to my biological daughter...]
As soon as Richard Donovan’s handwritten letter was released, representatives quickly extracted several key points for the wide audience of netizens.
[Point one, Yvonne Donovan is not the daughter of the president, absolutely!]
[Point two, July Quinn is not the third party; she is the true daughter of the president. (Highlighting this point)]
Once these two points were extracted, almost all the netizens wanted to drown Yvonne Donovan in spit.
[So July Quinn is the illegitimate child, not the mistress! I cursed her day and night for several days, Yvonne, you’re truly ruthless. Why didn’t you explain clearly?]
[Illegitimate children don’t choose to be born illegitimately; that’s the fault of the previous generation and shouldn’t be imposed on her, right? If you, Yvonne, can’t stand July, why don’t you just ignore her? Why make it public and join forces with Evan Zachary to make it seem like the whole world has wronged you?]
[Have you ever considered a possibility? Yvonne knew long ago she wasn’t the biological child, so she misled the public on purpose, trying to use public opinion to force July away or even drive her to death?]
[Yesterday, during Yvonne’s live stream, I cried my heart out for her, helping her contact police and local rescue efforts. If Yvonne really is as the comments above suggest, I wish I hadn’t saved her...]
Amid these endless comments, Yvonne Donovan just woke up in the hospital.
Upon waking, she only saw her mother, Jenna Sawyer.
Her hair was a bit disheveled, and her face showed unmistakable fatigue.
At the moment, Jenna Sawyer was staring blankly into a corner, seemingly deep in thought.
"Mom, why are you here?"
When Yvonne moved, she realized her wrist was wrapped in a lot of bandages.
Soon, she recalled the live-streamed incident where she lost consciousness while cutting her wrists.
"Mom, where’s Dad?"
Yvonne sat up anxiously from the hospital bed.
Her wrist-cutting was live-streamed, and many people had confirmed her identity.
Logically, her father should know about this matter and be by her side, comforting her, promising not to let July Quinn into the house, calming her down, and ensuring she wouldn’t do something foolish again, right?
But why hadn’t she seen her father so far?
Could it be that he’s really going to abandon her for July Quinn, regardless of her life or death?
But her shouting and questioning went ignored by Jenna Sawyer.
From beginning to end, she didn’t even spare a glance at Yvonne.
It seemed as if she hadn’t heard her, or simply didn’t bother to respond.
Yvonne couldn’t tell which was the case and simply yanked off the dressings on her wrists, intending to leave.
"Haven’t you caused enough trouble?"
Jenna Sawyer didn’t step forward to stop Yvonne, but as soon as she spoke, Yvonne stopped instinctively.
"What do you mean ’caused enough trouble’? I’m like this now, and my dad hasn’t even come to see me. Shouldn’t I at least go find him and argue my case?"
Yvonne had never suffered such grievances since childhood, her eyes were red.







