638 Chapter 637

Keira stared at the woman before her.

She wore her hair in a ponytail, her face bright with a dazzling smile. Her eyes were clear, reminiscent of a girl untouched by the harsh realities of the world. Innocent and naive—this was Keira’s first impression of her when they first met. But now, she could scarcely believe that this woman was actually Fox.

Holding her phone, Keira stepped closer and asked, “Erin, are you really Fox?”

“Indeed,” Erin replied. She was no longer pretending. She hung up the call and greeted Uncle Olsen beside Keira, “Hello, Uncle.”

She appeared polite and sensible, like a well-mannered junior.

Uncle Olsen looked puzzled and glanced at Keira before looking back at Erin. “I’m not well,” he said.

Erin was taken aback.

Uncle Olsen frowned. “The poison in me, was it you who administered it?”

With a slight smile, Erin said, “Yes, Uncle, you don’t need to thank me for enhancing your health!”

Uncle Olsen’s face darkened. “If I hadn’t known the whole story, I might have believed you. You nearly killed me. Is that what you call improving my health?”

Erin pursed her lips, “Uncle, you are Charles’s uncle, which makes you family. Why would I harm you?”

Turning to Keira, she continued with a smile, “Aren’t you curious, with so many poisons and mind-controlling drugs at my disposal, why I specifically chose Seven Days? It was to enhance Uncle’s health. Consider it a gift to the Olsen family! Oh, and by the way…”

She looked at Keira with a smile. “Even if the antidote you gave Uncle was the wrong one, it’s alright because that would still be an antidote.”

Keira narrowed her eyes, catching on. “You and my sister, are you not in a hostile relationship?”

“Of course not. Fox and the Rabbit—we’re both from the South family in Crera. We’ve been allies since we left the family at age five.”

Still cautious, Keira asked, “Why should I believe you?”

“Because of Amy.”

Erin chuckled. “You must know Amy’s full name, right?”

Keira’s jaw tightened.

Amy was her sister’s only daughter, the person Keera cared about most before she died. She had asked Keira to take good care of Amy and ensure she wouldn’t suffer.

Upon her return home, Keira discovered Amy’s name on her formal ID was Erin.

Erin smiled, “She’s also called Erin, like me. This is how your sister showed her submission and loyalty to me.”

Keira was shocked. “What?”

Erin spread her hands, “Your sister knew she wasn’t capable, so she surrendered to me long ago. Amy is the heir she gave birth to for me.”

Confused, Keira asked, “If that’s the case, why didn’t you just come clean? Why engage in this struggle with me?”

Erin explained, “When Fox and Rabbit left the South family, Rabbit agreed to bear a child for Fox as a sign of loyalty and name the baby after Fox. But it’s been seventeen years; how could I know if she hadn’t changed her mind? Rabbit started acting strangely these past few months.”

She patted her chest, “I thought Rabbit had betrayed me, that she was reneging on our agreement. It scared me to death! I feared our agreement was over. I didn’t know you replaced her.”

Keira was speechless.

She watched Erin closely, noting the unsophisticated look in her eyes, which suggested honesty. But Erin had always seemed harmless, making it difficult for Keira to know if she could trust her…

As Keira pondered, Erin walked over and sat on the couch.

They were in the living room, where the servants were working at a distance. Their position could prevent eavesdropping while offering an open view.

Keira continued to stare at her. “So, when you realized I wasn’t my sister, you came to see me?”

“Not exactly.” Erin rested her chin on her hands, smiling broadly at Keira. “Besides that, you already knew I was Fox, didn’t you? What’s the point of continuing the charade? Let’s lay all our cards on the table!”

Keira didn’t respond.

Erin continued, “There’s no need to deny it. If you didn’t know I was Fox, you wouldn’t have told Charles about Vera South, intending for him to relay the message to me. But I’m curious: where did I slip up? Was it the ‘South’ in my name?”

“No.”

Keira met her gaze. “I’ve suspected you for a while.”

“Since when?” Erin asked, intrigued.

Keira explained, “Back in the day, to fit the persona of an innocent young lady, you insisted on helping a wife who was a victim of domestic abuse. You remember that, right?”

“Of course,” Erin smiled, “I thought, as an innocent young lady, I should intervene, so I chose to help them. You even lectured me afterward, didn’t you? What? Didn’t I seem convincing enough?”

“You were too convincing,” Keira replied, “The environment of the Martin family couldn’t possibly nurture true innocence. The fact that you grew up innocent is a discrepancy. You threw a smokescreen, making me think that Fox, like Rabbit, would marry into the Martin family to gain support. But it dawned on me when I later found out that the older generation had been laying the groundwork and that old Mr. Martin’s granddaughter was me. Rabbit’s elders would pave the way for her, but Fox’s elders would do the same for Fox. Like your mother marrying into the Martin family, right?”

Erin smiled, “You’re really smart. But you got one thing wrong: my mother didn’t marry into the Martin family. She had a one-night stand with Scott Martin’s father. By the time I was born, I already had the identity of Erin as a cover. No one knew where Fox was all these years…”

Keira looked at her, “So what now? You show up and make a big scene by coming here; what does that mean?”

Erin stared back, “I want to know, if Charles and I truly love each other, Uncle Olsen, will you support Rabbit or me?”

Uncle Olsen hadn’t spoken yet when Erin laughed again, “But there’s no rush. When my grandfather arrives, I’ll ask him this question. Between me and Rabbit, a choice has to be made.”