Layla's POV
I still find it hard to believe that I am not Torres. After my encounter with the weird man at the slum. I demanded we do a DNA test and the result was a match. He is truly my biological father.
I had transferred all the money in my account to him, so he wouldn't leak the video of him and my mom having s*x to the media. I told him to delete it, but he didn't.
Now he is asking for more money. I held my head and ruffled my hair on the chair that I sat on.
I stared at my mom on the bed. How could she have committed such a humiliating crime?
I cried as I held her hands. I had always looked up to her, wanting to be the best actress like her, but not anymore.
Who could have thought that she slept with an actor, got pregnant for him and took the baby to another man's house.
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