Hypnotizing Love novel Chapter 352

The discovery flustered Makayla.

She didn't know why Amber's true identity was the real Makayla or what the running feud between Amber and the Gardner family was all about.

However, she did know that there would be no room for her if Amber's true identity was disclosed.

The only reason why Amber allowed her to impersonate Makayla was that Amber didn't know she was the real Makayla. Amber might make her drop the masquerade if she learned about the truth.

No one wanted to see their identity being snatched away by others.

If Amber knew the truth, she would definitely return to the Gardner family even if she had an unpleasant past with them. However, blood was thicker than water. In the face of the ties of kinship, the bitter hatred in Amber's heart would eventually dissipate. By then, Amber would reunite with her parents, but she, the imposter, would be sent back to her hometown and drowned in the dark desperation.

No, she couldn't stand reliving that miserable life!

She finally managed to break free from her smothering original family and lead a carefree life. She wouldn't give that up so easily.

Frightened by the thought, Makayla trembled, her face drained of color.

Looking at her skeptically, Amber asked, "Are you okay?"

"I... I'm fine... Just feeling a little under the weather," Makayla answered, avoiding eye contact.

"Are you sick?" Amber expressed her concern.

Makayla clenched her fists and forced a smile, "Nothing. Just a stomachache."

"Is it bad? I'll drive you to the hospital." Amber didn't question her words because she did look sick.

Makayla panicked and declined the offer with a wave of her hands.

"Oh. Thank you. But no. I'm fine on my own. My driver is outside waiting for me. I'll ask him to drive me there," she said, pointing outside.

Amber turned to look out the window and saw the limo parked outside. She nodded with a smile, "Well then. Just go."

"Okay, Ms. Reed. I'll have to go now. Feel free to contact me if you need anything." Makayla bowed to her a little and headed out.

After taking one step or two, she suddenly wobbled a little, feeling her forehead and acting like she was going to faint.

Seeing that, Amber stood up and asked, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I feel... Dizzy..." Makayla replied in a weak voice.

The next second, she fell towards Amber.

"Hey..." Amber caught her in her arms, shocked.

Makayla rested her head on Amber's shoulder, and a glint of slyness flashed across her eyes.

Then, she had her arms on Amber's shoulders and quickly brushed Amber's hair with her fingers.

Amber didn't see Makayla's action and didn't feel a thing.

She patted Makayla's face worriedly, "Makayla? Hey, stay with me! Hold on! I'll ask your driver to come here."

"It's alright." Makayla raised her head to look at Amber with a lifeless smile on her face, "I'm okay now. Thank you for catching me. Otherwise, I would have fallen to the ground."

"You sure?" Amber furrowed her eyebrows, "You don't look okay."

"I'm fine, really. Just a stomach problem and low blood sugar. You know how hard my life used to be. That's how I get the stomach problem in the first place. It's nothing. I'll get through it," Makayla said.

Amber was still a bit worried, "You sure?"

"Yeah, Amber. You can let go now. I can steady myself," Makayla nodded as she said.

Since Makayla insisted, Amber let go of her hand that was holding Makayla's arm.

"Thank you." Makayla straightened up and let go of Amber's shoulders.

Suddenly, Amber groaned, wincing in pain.

Makayla asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Ms. Reed?"

"Ouch, my hair." Amber covered her head with one hand and pointed at Makayla's hand with the other.

Makayla looked down at her hand, and her eyes widened at the sight of the hairs clung to her ring. She bowed down to apologize, "I'm so sorry. Ms. Reed. I didn't know your hair got tangled in my ring. I'm so sorry."

Guilt and timidity veiled her face, looking like she was about to cry and was afraid that Amber would scold her.

Amber rubbed her sore scalp. Although she felt a little uncomfortable about the fact that her hair was pulled off for no reason, she looked at Makayla's teary eyes and waved helplessly, "Forget it. You didn't mean it. It's okay."

"Really?" Makayla blinked.

Amber reassured, "Yeah. You are feeling unwell, after all. I'm not that petty."

"Thank you for the understanding!" Makayla smiled through tears.

Amber smiled back and said, "Okay. Go find your driver now. Don't forget to do a thorough check on your low blood sugar and stomach problem."

"Okay. I'll go now." Makayla nodded and waved goodbye.

After getting in the car, Makayla's smile was replaced by gloominess almost instantly.

She slipped the hair from her ring and wrapped it in a tissue carefully.

She planned on doing a paternity test with the hair to see if Amber was the real Makayla Gardner.

If she wasn't, then all good. But if she was...

As a fierce look flashed across her face, Makayla clenched her fists.

Soon, she arrived at the Gardner family's residence. Makayla got off the car.

Looking at the grand villa, the greedy ambition showed in her face.

She had never thought that she could live in a mansion, have sumptuous meals, sleep in a soft big bed, be clad in the most expensive clothes, wear the most gorgeous jewelry, and learn the most elegant skills one day.

Now that she did, she thought she could live like this forever. But she realized that there was a chance that she could lose everything she had right now.

She wouldn't allow this.

Makayla clenched her fists.

People were like this. Once they got something, they couldn't stand the idea of losing it.

Makayla was already used to the luxurious lifestyle and would never be willing to lead that dead-end miserable life again.

Since Amber had already brought her to this lavish paradise, then she'd better not think about kicking her back to the meager hell.

"Ms. Reed, let's just hope that you are not the real Makayla Gardner, or else..."

Judy's eyes grew cold. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her dark thoughts, and walked into the villa.

"Mom, I'm back," Makayla greeted Mrs. Gardner, who was sitting in the living room eating fruits.

Mrs. Gardner turned to look at her, "Makayla, where did you go?"

"Shopping." Putting down her purse, Makayla sat next to Mrs. Gardner, hugged her tightly, and rubbed her face against her shoulder like a spoiled child.

Mrs. Gardner asked in surprise, "Makayla, what's wrong? You hardly ever get close to me after you came back. Why so clingy today?"

Though a little shocked by Makayla's unusual move, Mrs. Gardner felt really happy.

No matter how much she tried to get close to her daughter these days, Makayla rarely reciprocated. Although she knew that it took time to form a bond, Mrs. Gardener was a little dejected by the thought that all the efforts she put in were futile.