My CEO Wife's Fake Daughter

"A girl suddenly collapsed onto her knees at my front door, and honestly, I was a little thrown. She was wailing, screaming about how she’d spent sixteen years searching for her mother, and apparently, that mother was my wife. I was standing there with a can of Coke in my hand, thinking to myself that this was about to be a hell of a show. I figured it was just another one of those high-society soap operas—a long-lost child coming to claim their inheritance. It’s a classic trope, right? After all, I’m currently the husband to a titan of industry. My wife adores me, we have kids, and I’m essentially living the ""winner"" script of a lifetime. But I didn't expect the plot twist to hit so fast. She suddenly whipped around, pointed a trembling finger right at my nose, and started screaming. She called me a squatter. A fraud. She claimed I’d stolen her father’s rightful place, and she didn't stop there—she called my two sons ""bastards."