Dressed As Sister, Accused Of Abandoning Kid

It was my first month standing in for my sister at university when a strange man burst into the classroom, cradling a baby.

Under the gaze of the entire class, he thrust the wailing infant into my arms.

This is your child, and you will take responsibility!

I was utterly bewildered. When had my sister even gotten a boyfriend?

He spoke with an air of absolute entitlement, giving me his demands. Seraphina Amick, if you dont want me to make a huge scene, youll agree to three conditions.

One, pay twenty thousand a month in child support until the child turns eighteen.

Two, immediately transfer two villas to the child, fulfilling your duty as a mother.

Three, if you dont want to marry me, youll provide the dowry for my next wife, to give the child a complete family.

The whole class erupted in gasps, and I, looking down at the tiny infant in my arms, grew even more confused.

My sisters child?

But she had a congenital heart condition and was currently hospitalized, unable to conceive.

So, did he mean I was the mother of the child he spoke of?

But I was a man, for crying out loud!

The man continued to rant, accusing me as if I truly were an irresponsible mother. Faced with such baseless accusations, I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, raising my voice to challenge him. You say this is my child, but wheres the proof?

Are you just going to slander someones reputation with empty words? Who knows where you picked up this child!

The man, instead of flinching at my challenge, smirked, as if he'd anticipated this very response. He slowly pulled out a neatly folded paper from his pocket, unfolding it before me for everyone to see.

I knew youd try to deny it, so open your eyes and see! This paternity test report, in black and white, clearly states that you, Seraphina Amick, are the biological mother of this child!

The date? Just yesterday afternoon, fresh off the press!

He waved the report, his voice rising a few decibels. I prepared for this. I specifically asked your roommate to get some of your hair and personally took it for the test.

Now, with witnesses and evidence, you must take responsibility for this child!

My roommate?

A flash of memory crossed my mind: a few days ago, Tinsley Evans had been unusually eager to get close to me. She'd either claimed I had leaves in my hair or offered to braid it. At the time, I'd tried to keep my distance due to the gender difference. Now it seemed she was after my hair for evidence.

But the crucial point was, I was wearing a wig to impersonate my sister!

How could a paternity test done with a wig show a blood relation? Did they think I was an idiot?

I looked at the supposed ironclad evidence in his hand, a cold sneer twisting my lips, my eyes filled with scorn. Paternity test? I have a blood relation with this child?

Let me tell you, your so-called paternity test is completely fake!

The mans face changed. Fake? How can you say its fake? It has the hospitals official stamp! You just dont want to acknowledge this child!

I met his gaze head-on, unyielding, and challenged him. Youre trying to frame me with some hair from who-knows-where and a flimsy piece of paper?

If you truly believe this child is mine, then come with me to a reputable hospital right now and get another paternity test. Do you dare?

The mans eyes flickered, clearly losing some of his confidence, but he still stubbornly retorted, Your family, the Amicks, are powerful and wealthy. Who knows if youve bribed the hospital? Getting a fake test report is just a word for you!

Then, he changed tack, attempting to play on the emotions of the onlookers, his voice choked with feigned emotion. I know, when you dated me, you just wanted to have some fun. You always looked down on me, thinking I was just a poor kid, not worthy of you, the Amick heiress.

But you shouldnt have secretly given birth to a child and then abandoned him in a rented apartment! This is our flesh and blood, after all!

I didnt ask for any title, I just want a good life for the child. These conditions Im asking for, arent they just a flick of your wrist? Why are you so cruel to your own child!

This tearful accusation indeed made some uninformed students begin to whisper, their gazes at me now laced with suspicion.

However, I wasnt falling for any of it.

I hadnt done it, and I wouldnt let my sister carry this burden.

Whats the point of all this nonsense?

I will never admit to something I havent done. If youre afraid of me tampering with things, then lets just call the police. Let them designate an institution for the paternity test, with continuous video surveillance. Surely, thats acceptable?

Th-this

The man was immediately speechless, his face flushing crimson, stammering, unable to form words.

Just then, the baby in my arms started crying louder, its little face turning red from straining. Tinsley, watching from the side, suddenly rushed forward, snatched the baby, hugging it tightly, and shrieked at me. Enough, Seraphina Amick, stop making excuses!

Do you think we cant see through you? You just want to kill this child!

Tinsley pointed at me, her voice sharp and piercing. Seraphina Amick, youre still putting on an act! You were pregnant and still going out drinking and clubbing every day; I told you so many times, but you wouldnt listen.

Now look, the child is born prematurely, sickly, and weak, but you dont care at all. Youre denying everything, trying to drag him all over the place.

Isnt it because you see the child is in poor health and you want to literally drag him to his death, just to completely get rid of this burden? How can your heart be so cruel!

The man, seeing Tinsley step up as a witness, instantly found his backbone, straightening his posture, and immediately chimed in. Tinsleys right, Seraphina Amick, if you have nothing to hide, do you dare tell everyone why you suddenly took a month off from school? Wasnt it to secretly give birth to my child?

After you returned to school, you immediately applied to live off-campus, wasnt it because you were recovering from childbirth?

Perhaps genuinely believing I had been up to something unsavory during that period, something I couldn't disclose, the man became more self-assured, his expression triumphant. When you were recovering, wasnt I bringing you chicken soup every day and looking after you? But what did you do? As soon as you felt a little better, you turned on me, kicking us, father and son, out of the house! You venomous woman!

His elaborate accusations, coupled with Tinsleys backing, instantly made the situation even more chaotic. Hearing them, my other two roommates also looked enlightened.

Yeah, Seraphina, why did you suddenly take a month off before? When we asked, you just said you weren't feeling well. What kind of illness requires such a long hospital stay?

And as soon as you came back, you were eager to move out of the dorm, saying you couldnt get used to sleeping there. But weve all lived together for over a year, why suddenly so uncomfortable? Is it really something you dont want us to know? another roommate hesitantly added.

You rarely wore makeup before, but after your leave of absence, youve been wearing it almost every day. Is it to cover up your complexion?

Hearing these doubts, prompted and amplified by my roommates, the man felt even more confident, as if victory was already in his grasp.

And I, listening to their deductions, was almost laughing from sheer frustration!

Seraphina Amicks month off was because her condition had suddenly worsened, requiring heart surgery. But she didnt want to make a fuss, only hoping that I, her twin brother, could complete her studies for her.

And the reason I immediately moved out of the dorm and became a day student after returning to school was because I was a man, for crying out loud!

No matter how much I wanted to help my sister, there was no way I could actually live with a bunch of girls! Could I state that reason openly?

As for wearing makeup every day, it was simply because there were still differences in our facial features that needed to be concealed.

But all these coincidences, by some bizarre twist of fate, had now become evidence that I had taken time off to have a baby.

I looked at the farce unfolding before me and the suspicious glances of my classmates, a wave of absurdity washing over me.

What in the world was going on!

I rubbed my temples, interrupting them. I took time off to have a baby, and lived off-campus to recover from childbirth? Are all those people who take time off from school just going off to have babies?

Tinsley, didnt you also take time off for a while? And now youre so concerned about this child, I might as well think youre the biological mother!

You want to accuse me with such flimsy evidence? If you cant explain yourselves, then lets call the police. Let them see if Im truly innocent!

Tinsleys face turned ashen at my words, and she shrieked, stopping me from reaching for my phone.

I was trying to be kind, Seraphina Amick, do you really think theres no other evidence?

Tinsley said, giving the man a meaningful look.

The man instantly understood, a cruel smile spreading across his face as he pulled a stack of photos from his pocket and slapped them onto the lecture desk with a loud thwack.

Seraphina Amick, Tinsley, in her kindness, advised me to save you some face and not bring out these photos. But youve pushed it too far, you dont appreciate consideration!

Today, I will let everyone see your true face, let everyone know what a promiscuous woman you, the Amick family heiress, are in private!

The photos scattered across the desk were utterly indecent, all intimate pictures of me and this man in various settings, with some even being extremely explicit bedroom photos!

The entire class instantly erupted into chaos.

Many students eyes now held undisguised contempt for me.

Even a few boys in the back row let out malicious snickers, openly commenting on my body in the photos.

Didnt realize the Amick heiress had such a good figure.

If Id known it was this easy, I wouldve tried my luck too. Maybe if I satisfied her, I couldve become a son-in-law of the Amicks.

I stared fixedly at those photos, my anger surging, almost breaking through my composure.

They were using such vile tactics to tarnish my sister's reputation.

But at the same time, a wave of relief washed over me. Thankfully, it was me standing here enduring all this, not the real Seraphina Amick. Otherwise, just seeing these fabricated, obscene photos would likely have been enough to trigger a heart attack!

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice calm. With todays advanced photo editing, anyone can just find a few pictures, composite them, and pretend theyre evidence of me dating you. You dont seriously think such a trick can fool everyone, do you?

The man let out a lewd laugh, as if hed heard the funniest joke, his eyes maliciously tracing over my body. You can say the photos are doctored, but you cant fake the birthmark on your lower back, can you? And theres a small mole hidden behind your ear. If I hadnt slept with you, how would I know your body so intimately?

Hearing his words, I actually felt a wave of relief.

The birthmark and mole he mentioned did exist, but they were features I, Sterling Amick, possessed.

Seraphina Amick had none of those!

It seemed this clumsy plot was cooked up after I started impersonating my sister at school.

A cold laugh formed in my mind. Someone who knew my body so intimately could only be someone I shared a dorm with, someone who had the opportunity for close observation.

My gaze swept across my three roommates. Only Tinsleys lips held an ill-concealed, triumphant smile. It seemed she and this man had conspired together.

With that thought, I looked at them, a smile that wasn't a smile on my face, and asked directly, After all this circling, what do you want?

The man was about to speak, but Tinsley interjected, putting on an act of concern for me. Seraphina, its good you can admit it. Who doesnt make mistakes when theyre young?

But I see you really dont want to acknowledge this child. Why dont you let his father take him back? You just need to pay for the childs living expenses for these eighteen years upfront, a total of one million dollars. Think of it as buying peace of mind, and fulfilling your bond with your child. How does that sound?

One million dollars? I almost applauded her. What a brazen demand.

A thought flashed through my mind, and a smile spread across my face as I readily nodded. Alright, Ill pay.

Seeing the money transferred, the man and Tinsleys eyes immediately lit up with uncontrollable delight. Their goal achieved, they had no desire to talk to me further, and the two of them, holding the baby, made to leave.

But I stepped forward, blocking the classroom door. What, youve got the money and now you want to leave? Not going to let me spend a little more time with the child? He is my flesh and blood, after all.

As I spoke, I made a move to touch the baby in Tinsleys arms. Tinsleys face instantly changed, like a hen protecting its chick. She fiercely shielded the baby, avoiding my hand, her eyes wary.

What do you want? The child support has been paid, he has nothing to do with you anymore! Dont you dare touch him!

Just as we were pulling and pushing, the classroom door was abruptly thrown open. The academic advisor stood in the doorway, his face filled with anger. Whats going on here! How long has class been? The teacher has been waiting for you all for half the period, and not a single one of you is in there! What are you all blocking the doorway for?

Seeing the advisor, several students who loved drama immediately swarmed him, loudly tattling.

Its Seraphina Amick, she took a month off from school to secretly have a baby, and now the childs father has come to claim child support!

Sir, Seraphina Amicks private life is so messy, with such character, how can she be eligible for awards and honors, or to be a student leader? I suggest revoking her qualifications and giving her a disciplinary warning!

Exactly! Must be disciplined! It's bringing shame to our school!

Everyone was indignant, as if I had committed some heinous crime.

However, listening to their words, the advisors face grew increasingly grim. Instead of lecturing me as the students expected, he abruptly pushed away the students crowding him and sternly barked, What nonsense are you all spewing? What having a baby? What do you know to be making such a fuss?

The advisor strode over to the man and questioned him. Who are you, and how did you get into our school?

Harassing and slandering our student here, and extorting moneydo you know thats illegal behavior?!

Seeing the advisor so protective of me, Tinsley immediately panicked, her face etched with unwillingness. Advisor, she herself admitted it, you cant just favor her because the Amick family is rich and powerful!

The advisor immediately glared at her, his tone severe. Tinsley Evans! This has nothing to do with you! Did you personally witness Seraphina having a child?!

Tinsley choked for a moment, but then defiantly stuck out her neck and shouted, Of course I can testify! She used to stay out all night, and I even saw her and Vance getting cozy!

The advisor seemed to understand something, ignoring Tinsley, and stared directly at Vance Miller. Mr. Miller, isnt it? Now, immediately clarify the facts and apologize to Ms. Amick, otherwise, I will call the police!

Vance was so startled by the advisors threat that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He instinctively looked at Tinsley.

Tinsley, seeing his hesitation, yelled at the advisor without thinking. Why are you so biased towards her, just because her family is rich? I wont let the truth be covered up by power! She is

Enough! Truth, my foot!

The advisor finally lost his temper, cutting Tinsley off with a furious roar. Are you all brain-dead? Do you believe whatever he says?

The Seraphina Amick standing in front of you is a man! Tell me, how can he, a man, give birth to a child?!