Chapter 3

I took a deep breath, trying to explain.

"Chelsea, you've got it all wrong! That's not my dad, that's my mom!"

The words had barely left my lips when Albert let out a scoff.

"Chloe King, you really just lie without thinking! To avoid responsibility, you'd even change your own father's gender?"

"Your mom? Why don't you say it's your grandma?"

The live stream comments erupted in mockery.

"LOL, this woman is desperate, she's talking nonsense!"

"Exactly, she just doesn't want to share her inheritance! Selfish and greedy, afraid of a younger sibling taking her stuff!"

"Don't worry, streamer, we support you! That scumbag must take responsibility!"

Chelsea weakly tugged on Albert's sleeve.

"Albert, don't say that about Chloe, she's just having a hard time accepting it. Mr. King is so masculine, how could he be a woman?"

Watching the two of them play off each other, I felt my blood pressure shoot up.

I pulled out my phone, found the number saved as "The Dragon," dialed it, and put it on speaker.

A low, neutral voice answered.

"Honey? What is it? I'm in a meeting!"

I practically yelled into the phone.

"Alex! What kind of mess have you gotten yourself into?! Someone's at our door saying you got her pregnant!"

My mom on the other end was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly snapped.

"Watch your tone, young lady! I'm working myself to the bone every single day. When would I have time to father a love child? You've probably run into some scammer. Deal with it yourself!"

Immediately after, the call was abruptly hung up.

Chelsea's face turned pale, and tears instantly welled up.

"Everyone heard that, right? Chloe just called him 'Dad,' not 'Mom.' And she just lied, saying her dad was dead."

"Mr. King clearly said he liked me a lot. Chloe must be threatening him not to acknowledge me..."

I was so angry I laughed.

"Alex is my mom's name! A powerful name for a powerful woman!"

"My grandpa named her that, saying a woman needed a commanding presence so she wouldn't be bullied..."

But before I could finish, Albert cut me off.

"Chloe King, that's enough! The baby in Chelsea's belly is your own brother! How can you be so vicious, not even giving him a chance?"

Seeing him blindly defend Chelsea without bothering to learn the truth, my heart went cold.

But mostly, I was furious at his stupidity.

"Albert! Are you out of your damn mind?! The 'Mr. King' Chelsea is talking about is my mom!"

"She's a woman! How could she possibly get Chelsea pregnant? Did she impregnate her with her mind?!"

But Albert wouldn't believe it.

"Mental impregnation? Chloe King, you're getting more ridiculous by the second!"

The people who came with Chelsea, calling themselves online judges, sneered.

"Where's the proof? You say she's a woman, and we're supposed to believe it?"

"They're definitely in cahoots, the father and daughter, that's why the scumbag is avoiding them!"

"Poor streamer, her youth and good years wasted by a monster roommate and an old man!"

Chelsea clutched her waist, looking like she might faint at any moment, and cried into the camera.

"I know my family isn't well-off, and I'm not worthy of the King family, but I truly love Mr. King. I don't ask for a title, just for my child to have a legitimate identity."

"Chloe, you get $600,000 a month for living expenses! Just a little bit of that money would be enough for my baby and me to live comfortably for life. Why do you have to be so cruel?"

Her words instantly ignited the anti-rich sentiment among the onlookers and online viewers.

"$600,000 a month? No wonder she's so arrogant!"

"Exactly, that money must be dirty. We need to report her and demand an investigation!"

"Support the streamer! Give birth to that son and inherit the family fortune, just to piss off this evil older sister!"

Watching Chelsea's pathetic act, I felt sick to my stomach.

I must have been blind to think she was innocent and pitiful.