Danielle's eyes sparkled after I spoke. She said hurriedly, "I've got time. How could I be absent for such an important occasion? It's Mason's parent-teacher conference! After all, Griselda won't be able to go tomorrow. I'll be free. Don't worry, Mrs. Campbell. I'll be on my best behavior!"

Her helpless demeanor disappeared. Excitement took over.

"Daisy, where would we find a family of such excellent helpers apart from Ms. Jackson and her daughter? We've got to cherish them."

Zachary slung an arm around my shoulders as he spoke, peering lovingly into my eyes.

I nodded politely.

Danielle dressed herself in her best attire the next morning and dragged Mason out the door. However, he groaned when she touched his arm.

"Ms. Danielle, you're hurting me!"

Danielle's expression changed. She asked anxiously, "Mason, what's wrong? Let me take a look!"

She yanked his sleeves up and saw a faint bruise on his arm. As though she'd unearthed a scandalous secret, she shrieked, "Oh dear! Mrs. Campbell, how could you lay such a heavy hand on Mason?"

Danielle brought his arm to her lips and blew gently on it while comforting him.

I couldn't bear to watch her make a fuss out of nothing, so I interjected, "His wound is so insignificant you'd need a magnifying glass to see it. Stop overreacting. Just because you beat your kid up every day doesn't mean I'll do the same to mine."

The more impassive I was, the worse Danielle felt for him.

"Mrs. Campbell, you can't disregard Mason's feelings just because you spent little time with him growing up! How could Griselda's worthless life be measured against Mason's? After all, he's been treasured as the only heir to the Campbell family."

Mason couldn't stand it. Then, he queried, "It's your fault. If you hadn't beaten up Griselda yesterday, I wouldn't have fallen, would I?"

Danielle's tactical mention of Griselda triggered Mason's unhappiness.

"Mom, you should send Griselda away since she's so disobedient. Otherwise, our home will always be in a state of permanent chaos. It sours my mood!"

Mason hugged my leg as he spoke. Despite his young age, he'd already begun making statements that were downright evil.

I said nothing, but Danielle agreed with him.

"Alright, alright. Mason, it was my fault. I'll never allow Griselda to show up in front of you ever again. I'll get rid of everything you dislike. Let's head to school first!"

As I watched the two of them head off, I knew that everything was playing out as I desired.

Polly resigned, saying that she wanted to return home and retire. Peace returned to our house, as Griselda never came home after her trip to the hospital.

It looked like Polly had taken her away.

At eighteen, Mason was offered a place in a prestigious foreign university. Zachary suggested throwing him a huge party and intended to transfer a portion of shares of the Campbell Corporation to him.

As Mason signed the shares transfer contract, a woman's hoarse voice interrupted his glee.

"My darling grandson, it's my fault for only recognizing you now!"

All of Zachary's relatives and business partners were confused.

"Aren't Mrs. Campbell's parents both abroad? Even if they had returned, they probably wouldn't look so sleazy, would they?"

"Look at the drooling kid beside her. She looks about the same age as Mason."

"Has this woman gotten dementia and recognized the wrong person?"

Everyone didn't know her. However, Zachary, Mason, and I knew her well. It was Polly.

Before the guards arrived, Polly pulled out a DNA report.

"This explains it. Griselda has never gotten along with me and my daughter. She has caused nothing but trouble for us. Turns out, we're not related at all. She's not my daughter. Why would she have a great relationship with us?"

"Mrs. Campbell, you and Danielle were the only ones who'd given birth in that hospital back then. The doctors definitely mixed up the babies.

"My apologies for allowing Sonny to enjoy life with you guys for so many years. I knew nothing about this back then. Now that I'm aware of the truth, it's time to swap the kids back into their rightful places."

Polly tossed the DNA report onto the table and took a seat at the center table. Griselda's eyes were unfocused as she sat beside Polly, mumbling intelligibly.

"Mason is my son. That explains why I've always felt this inexplicable urge to pamper him. My son!"

Danielle's eyes were teary as she reached out toward Mason to hug him.

However, Mason couldn't even be bothered to mask his disdain for her as he stepped aside to evade her touch.

"Before we get to the bottom of this, Ms. Danielle, I hope you can preserve your decorum. Keeping your distance will benefit both of us."

The people gathered there had been let into a huge scandal.

"A real-life case of swapped babies! Even the powerful Campbell family failed to realize this huge mistake?"

"I think that it's impossible that the hospital would cause such a mix-up. It must've been someone's doing."

"Mr. Campbell isn't a stupid man. There's no way he'd ask his staff to swap his kid out, right? People probably know what's up."

"It's a classic case of a nanny wanting more than what she's been given. She wants to turn a wealthy heir into her grandson with nothing more than an apology!"

They'd destroyed Griselda. If the Campbell family took her back, it would only disgust them. Yet, who would be willing to allow their servant's son to inherit the family's wealth?

Everyone was curious. What would be my decision?

"In that case, we'll swap the children. Although the Campbells are loaded, we're not selfless to the point where we'll raise someone else's kid."

Everyone's mouths fell open.

The Jacksons were ecstatic. They were celebrating their win before it had even occurred.

Zachary had always kept his calm in such situations. However, anger warped his features, an inappropriate reaction to the current situation.

"We've raised Mason for nearly twenty years and now you're abandoning him just because of what Polly said? Are you heartless, Daisy?"

I ignored him. "Mason is Danielle's child. I did a DNA test on him a long time ago. I knew he wasn't mine from the day we brought him home."

Everyone was properly gaping at us at this point.

"Is Daisy mad? She knew he wasn't her son but pampered him for many years."

"This piece of gossip is getting more intriguing by the minute. Haven't the Jacksons saved her life before?"

Cold sweat beaded on Zachary's forehead, but in a valiant attempt to salvage his reputation, he insisted, "Daisy, you must've remembered mistakenly. After the premature birth, you and the baby were both weak. You even got postnatal depression.

"I've seen how well you've treated Mason through the years. How could he not be your biological son? Don't make a scene. Today should be a day of celebration."

Zachary's tone softened as he spoke. He seemed to be a little afraid of me.

Why would I play into his desires? I projected our DNA report onto the big screen. The date was the date Mason was born.

Indisputable evidence had been presented. Zachary could no longer muster up the will to continue making excuses.

"Oh dear! Mason really turned out not to be Daisy's son!"

"I heard that Griselda was abused before she left the Campbells. How could Daisy watch it happen without interfering?"

"The only heir to the Campbell family has turned into a mess. Mr. Campbell would probably have a hard time explaining it to his elders."

The gossiping voices grew louder and louder. Zachary awoke from his stupor and scolded me, "Daisy, you evil bitch! What has our child done to warrant you watching him suffer without speaking out? Are you happy with what happened to her?"

Guilt, disappointment, and sadness flitted across his face. He played the part of a gentle father extremely well.

While everyone was criticizing me, Griselda had begun tussling with Polly. "I've wanted to do this for ages, you evil hag!"

A scream pierced the air as the two of them tumbled out of the window.

Everyone hadn't expected this to happen. However, I was relieved by this development.