
Kylie was clueless that her son Logan wasn’t hers until she took a DNA test with him 27 years later and got the shock of her life. She was furious beyond words and wanted answers from the maternity hospital where she had given birth – only to hear the startling fact that her baby had been exchanged with another woman.
Kylie came from a humble background and knew that money could provide for basic needs, but love and togetherness were more important. Her parents adored her and encouraged her to attend university despite their financial issues. It was there she met the man of her dreams, Sebastian.
Sebastian was wealthy, the only heir to his father’s firm. But their differences didn’t stop them from marrying and settling in a modest home in California.
When Kylie became pregnant three years later, Sebastian arranged for her to see the top doctor in town. But Kylie insisted on giving birth in the same place her mother had – a modest hospital in California. After all, what could possibly go wrong?

Kylie was shocked to learn her baby was switched. | Source: Shutterstock
Unfortunately, Sebastian was away on business at the time Kylie gave birth. When he arrived, their baby was already in Kylie’s arms.
“Sebastian!” she cried joyfully. “Look at him! Isn’t he lovely?”
“He is, darling. He’s stunning, exactly like you! I love you both!” Sebastian kissed Kylie on the cheek and carefully cradled their newborn in his arms. His half-closed eyes looked at him innocently and his touch was the greatest joy for Sebastian. He couldn’t stop crying as he held their kid in his arms. Everything looked perfect! He would be the best father and Kylie, the best mother!
As Logan grew up, he registered similar physical features to them, including pitch-black hair and brown eyes that had deepened from blue at birth. As a result, they never questioned the possibility of their baby not being theirs.
People would sometimes glance at Logan and remark on his gorgeous dark brown eyes, which everyone in Sebastian’s family had. “Your boy is beautiful,” a mother at his school once told Kylie. “I bet he takes after his father! You know, sons that take after their father are lucky!” And Kylie couldn’t be happier.

Kylie was over the moon after learning she’d finally become a mom. | Source: Pexels
Kylie and Sebastian did not leave any stone unturned in their efforts to raise Logan with affection. Every year, they lavished him with the best facilities and gifts. He got a PlayStation for his seventh birthday, a gleaming black BMW for his eighteenth, and Sebastian’s businesses for his twenty-fifth.
But, regrettably, Sebastian died just two years after Logan joined his company. He was returning from another town after a business meeting when he was killed in a car accident.
Kylie was heartbroken after that, and Logan was the only one she had. She was relieved that at least her son, was with her until Sebastian’s brother Steve appeared out of nowhere, wanting a fair portion of Sebastian’s business.
“Come on, Kylie! You can’t just keep everything to yourself! You have no idea how a business works!” he sneered.
“Get out of my house, Steve, before I call the cops!” she retorted. “And, yes, the company you’ve come to claim is my son’s! I’m not going to let you touch that!”
“Your so-called son, who has no resemblance to you or Sebastian? Tell me, honestly, did you adopt him and keep the truth hidden all these years? But why? Because you were afraid he’d abandon you? Because he’d be hurt to find out you’re not his biological mother?”
“Enough, Steve!” she lashed out. “LOGAN IS MY CHILD – AND MY BLOOD! He has his father’s dark brown eyes and pitch-black hair!”

Steve mocked Kylie that Logan looked nothing like her or Sebastian. | Source: Pexels
Steve mockingly laughed. “That’s it, Kylie! That’s the only thing he has in common with you! What about his physical appearance? He looks nothing like you two! Think about it, dear! And, of course, I’ll see you in court! THAT BUSINESS IS MINE!”
“Who’s afraid, uh? I’m not going to let you win! I’m going to take a DNA test to prove you wrong!” she cried firmly. “Sit tight and wait!”
That week, Kylie took the DNA test, convinced that Steve would be so wrong, so mortified when she’d prove him wrong. She couldn’t wait to see his expression when she throws the test results in his face. However, when the results came in, Kylie’s life came crashing down around her.
“0% MATCH! How in heaven is that possible?” She couldn’t believe her eyes! “This must be a mistake! How can Logan not be mine?” She was so stunned that she repeated the test at a different hospital, but the results were the same.
Kylie couldn’t help but cry in front of Logan. “Honey, I’m not your mother!” she cried, squeezing the test results in her fists. “I can’t believe what I’m hearing! What happened to my child? I know I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Where has he gone?”

Kylie couldn’t believe she wasn’t Logan’s birth mother. | Source: Pexels
“Hey, mom,” Logan hugged her. “Who cares if you gave birth to me or not, you’ll always be my mom. You raised me and loved me all my life. Let’s go look for your son.”
Kylie hugged Logan tightly. “Oh, I am so sorry for being so selfish, Logan.”
“It’s okay, mom,” he said. “How about we start with the hospital where you gave birth?”
“What? The maternity….” Then it struck Kylie. She wasn’t the only patient in her ward. There was another woman with her named Lily. She was a widow. She had also given birth to a son, and when she was discharged from the hospital, Kylie gave her kid a lovely blue cap. Lily wasn’t well off, and Kylie’s heart softened for her.
Desperate for answers now, Kylie dashed to the maternity hospital…
“Where is my child? I know you guys did something. Give me Lily’s address. She was admitted to the same hospital ward as me! Get her details right now!” Kylie screamed as she got to the hospital, demanding Lily’s address.
“Mom, calm down,” Logan said.
“I can’t relax, Logan. Take a look at him. He’s not looking me in the eyes. He’s definitely hiding something!”

Dr. Harrison revealed the truth about the babies being swapped 27 years ago. | Source: Pexels
“We can’t share patient records,” Dr. Harrison said. “That is against policy.”
“How about a lawsuit then? I’m confident you have the money to fight it!”
“What? Please, no!” he begged. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry, but we couldn’t tell you this sooner because, as you know, we’re a small hospital, and getting engaged in a court dispute would be expensive, but we dismissed the nurse who switched your child,” he revealed. “She admitted the mistake. I was a junior doctor at the time. I apologize!”
“Address!” Kylie repeated. “Fast! I just care about my son! If I don’t get him back, be prepared for a lawsuit!”
In the end, Dr. Harrison handed her the address.
Kylie and Logan drove to Lily’s house, but when they arrived there, their jaws fell at the dingy cottage they’d been living in.
Logan knocked, and a vivid image of Sebastian emerged. Kylie couldn’t take it in and grabbed Logan’s arms. “You are my son,” she whispered. “IT’S YOU!”
“I’m sorry?” the young man asked, unfazed. “I guess you got the wrong address. My name’s David Morris, and I’m Lily Morris’ son. But who is this man with you? He looks a lot like…well…my father!”

David looked exactly like Sebastian. | Source: Pexels
“Would you please send for Lily? Inform her that Kylie wishes to see her!”
“Well, she won’t be able to come here. You’re going to have to come in.”
Logan and Kylie followed David inside and discovered a sick Lily on the bed. Her face was etched with wrinkles and black circles, her cheeks sunken. She was found to have a tumor, but they didn’t have the funds to treat her.
“Kylie? Oh, it’s you, but this boy…” Then she glanced at Logan, an exact replica of her late husband. “Oh dear…he…he…”
“Yes, Lily. Our sons were switched at birth. The hospital did it, and I only found out about it today. But what happened to you? How did you get into this state?”
“What?” David let out a loud gasp. “You mean…You are…”
“Yes, David. Logan is Lily’s child, and I am your biological mother. Everything is messed up.”
“No way!” David lashed out. “And you want me to go with you? My mom did so much for me all these years. She got me the best books, toys, and everything I ever needed. I am not leaving her, especially now when she needs me. She means everything to me!”

Lily needed a surgery but she couldn’t afford it. | Source: Pexels
“Hey, David,” Logan said. “We are not taking her away from you. How about we all move in together? Look, I have a wonderful mom too. I mean, yeah, it’s crazy because she’s your biological mom, but she’s amazing. And Lily is my birth mom. How about we live like brothers? I will get Lily treated at the best hospital! I promise. You guys will never have to worry about anything. I assure you!”
“I don’t need any favors….But can you get mom treated?”
“Of course, I can.”
“I shall return your favor as soon as possible… Thank you very much!”
“Oh, come on!” Logan hugged David.
David and Lily soon moved in with Logan, and Lily received the treatment she needed. Logan hired David after he went through a standard interview process, and his qualifications were evaluated. He was adamant that he would go through the normal process of employment. Meanwhile, Logan’s uncle lost the case as his claims were baseless, as Sebastian had transferred everything in Logan’s name.
On Easter that year, Kylie and Lily gave the boys two blue crocheted sweater caps, much like the one Kylie had given Lily back then. “They both look the same,” Kylie commented as she handed them to the boys. “You’d have no idea which one is yours if I switched them. That’s how my and Lily’s love is for you both. You are both our sons, and we are both your mothers! Never forget that.”
What can we learn from this story?
- Love triumphs over materialistic happiness. Lily and David were poor, yet the amount of love David had for Lily showed how much he valued love above all else.
- Lies have a way of leaking out. The hospital authorities were wrong in believing that the truth about the baby swap would never be revealed.
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At 50, I was ridiculed by a young colleague, but I ended up teaching her a valuable lesson

At 50, I thought my career was behind me. But when I joined a fast-paced startup, I quickly became the target of a young colleague’s jealousy. What unfolded was more than a battle for respect. It led to a shocking twist that changed everything.
Losing my husband left me feeling like a ship adrift. The days blurred together, and it seemed impossible to find purpose again.
The psychology degree I’d tucked away years ago suddenly seemed like my last lifeline. So, I dusted it off and decided it was time to use it in my 50s.
When I landed an internship at an IT startup, I could hardly believe it. Technology wasn’t exactly my field.
But I thought, “Why not? Maybe this is the fresh start I need.”
My new boss, Liam, was 28. Sharp, ambitious, and a bit too focused on one thing. Success. Profits, growth, numbers.
People? Not so much.
During our first meeting, Liam barely looked at me. I could feel the skepticism rolling off him.
“So, I was thinking,” I began cautiously. “It might help if we focus on building stronger connections within the tea…”
Liam interrupted me, “We’re growing fast. I need results. What exactly are you suggesting?”
“Well, it’s about creating a balance.”
“You’re an intern, right? Just listen and repeat,” he said, already turning back to his laptop.
That was it. The conversation’s over. I left the office feeling deflated.
Maybe I am too old for this.
I needed a fresh perspective, so I called Jake my best friend.
Jake had always been the one to pull me through, even in my darkest moments. After my husband passed away, there were days when I couldn’t even get out of bed. But Jake was there, encouraging me when I couldn’t see past the grief.
We agreed to meet at our usual spot, a quiet café around the corner from my place. It was one of those cozy spots where time seemed to slow down.
Jake was already there when I arrived.
“Hey, Mary. You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind,” Jake said, waving me over.
I sat down. “I don’t know, Jake. This new job… It’s harder than I thought. Liam’s young, and he’s all about numbers and profits.”
“Liam, huh? The 28-year-old boss you told me about?”
I sighed. “Yeah. He’s not focused on people. I suggested some ideas, but he brushed them off.”
“Sounds like he’s missing the bigger picture,” Jake replied. “You’ve been through a lot. You know how to bring people together, how to help them connect. Why not use that?”
I looked at him, confused.
“What do you mean?”
“Remember that emotional support program you wrote as your thesis? Why not offer that as the team-building event? It’s what you know best, and it works.”
I thought for a moment. He was right. The program had given me back my strength after losing my husband.
“Maybe you’re onto something,” I said, a bit more hopeful. “I’ll pitch the idea to Liam.”
Jake grinned. “Now you’re talking. And remember, if anyone can get through to a guy like him, it’s you.”
With renewed confidence, I approached Liam the next day. After explaining the team-building event, I watched his face, hoping for some spark of interest.
“Alright, Mary. Let’s give it a shot,” Liam said, though his voice lacked the enthusiasm I’d hoped for.
“Thanks, Liam. I’ll make sure the team will benefit from it.”
Suddenly, my eyes caught Lora, who’d been standing just outside the office, clearly eavesdropping on our conversation. She stepped into my path before I could walk by.
“Team-building, huh? Sounds like a big project,” she said, her eyes glinting with something I couldn’t quite place.
“It should be a good way to get everyone more connected,” I said, trying to stay upbeat despite the uncomfortable tension I felt with her.
“Liam agreed to this? Surprising, he’s not really into this soft stuff.”
I shrugged lightly. “He’s willing to try, so that’s something.”
She paused for a moment, then smiled again, a little too brightly.
“Hey, since you’ll be busy organizing all the activities, why don’t I handle the logistics? I’m good at that kind of thing.”
There was something about the way she said it that made me hesitate. Still, I didn’t want to come across as untrusting, especially since I was new.
“That will be helpful,” I said. “Thanks, Lora.”
“No problem! I’ll take care of everything.”
I had no idea at the time that she had her own agenda. I was just grateful for the help.
The day of the team-building event was supposed to be my chance to prove myself. But when I arrived at the venue, there was nothing. No decorations, no people, and no sign that an event was planned.
Something was wrong. As I stood there, staring at the empty space, my phone rang. It was Liam.
“Mary, where are you? Everyone’s here, waiting. You said you’d be running this thing, and now you’re not even here!”
Panic surged through me. “What!? Liam, I’m here at the location I arranged. No one’s here.”
“What location?” His voice hardened. “The whole team’s at the new place Lora said you picked.”
Lora. Of course.
It was a setup, and I had walked right into it. That was her way of making me look incompetent in front of Liam.
“I’m on my way,” I managed to say before hanging up.
I dialed Jake. “Jake, I need your help. Fast.”
“What happened?”
“Lora changed the location for the team-building without telling me. I can make it work. But it has to be my territory, not Lora’s one. I need you to bring everybody to my house.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be there soon,” he said without hesitation.
I rushed home. I had just enough time to pull things together.
I set up tables on the terrace, lit lanterns, and made the garden feel as welcoming as possible. My nerves were on edge, but I wasn’t about to let that situation get the best of me. Not yet.
Jake arrived with the entire team packed into his van. The employees spilled out, looking confused but intrigued by the cozy setting.
The event was going better than I could have imagined. People paired up, laughing and chatting, their usual office facades dropping away. The atmosphere in my garden seemed to work its magic.
Liam, who had always been so serious and closed off, was finally loosening up. He moved from group to group, engaging in conversations, and even smiled.
At one point, I noticed Lora and Liam paired up. I edged a little closer, curious about their conversation.
“This place is really nice,” Lora said, glancing around the garden.
“Yeah, I have to admit, it’s… different from the usual corporate events.”
Lora laughed lightly. “Different is good, right? Sometimes, I think we all get stuck in our little bubbles at the office.”
Liam leaned back in his chair. “You’re right. I didn’t realize how much the team needed this. We’re always pushing for results, overlooking something important.”
I saw them both letting their guards down. For a moment, I felt a pang of satisfaction.
Maybe this event will bring them closer together in more ways than one.
I caught Lora watching me from across the garden. Even with the evening going smoothly, I had a feeling this wasn’t the end of her games.
***
As the evening wound down and people began to leave, I noticed Lora with Liam near my wardrobe. Lora glanced around casually and then reached for a stack of papers. She picked them up, flipping through the pages briefly.
“Hey, Mary,” she called out. “What’s this? Something important?”
Liam’s face turned red with anger when he noticed the papers in Lora’s hands. He grabbed the documents.
“What the hell are these doing here?” he snapped, glaring at me. “I prepared these for a meeting with investors. I left them on my desk, Mary.”
I opened my mouth to explain, but he didn’t give me a chance.
“Don’t pretend to be the innocent intern. It’s obvious now. You’re here working for the competition, aren’t you? I trusted you!”
“No, Liam, I…” I tried, but he cut me off with a dismissive wave.
“We’ll talk later. Stay out of my way for now.”
With that, he turned and left the room. I turned to Lora.
She smirked. “I didn’t think those documents were THAT important. I just wanted to teach you a lesson.”
“A lesson? You’ve ruined everything!”
Still, I believed the real Lora, the one I’d seen laughing with Liam earlier, was still in there somewhere. But at that moment, she chose to be her worst self.
I sank into a chair, feeling utterly defeated. Jake came over, resting a hand on my shoulder.
“Everything happens for a reason, Mary. Don’t give up just yet.”
When I received a message from Liam asking me to meet him the next day at the office, I didn’t know what to expect, but I decided to go there with my head held high.
The next afternoon, I arrived at the office with a heavy heart, and when I walked in, I saw both Liam and Lora there.
“Mary, I… I need to apologize,” Lora began, her voice shaking slightly. “I was the one who moved the location for the team-building event. I wanted to make you look bad, and… I also planted those documents on your desk.”
“Why?” I asked, barely able to believe what I was hearing.
Lora sighed, dropping her gaze to the floor.
“I was jealous. I thought you were drawing Liam’s attention away from me, and I let that cloud my judgment. But after the team-building event and after hearing what you said… I realized how wrong I was.”
Liam, who had been listening quietly, stepped forward.
“She’s telling the truth, Mary. And honestly, I’m thankful for what you did.” He turned to me, his tone softer. “That evening in your garden, I didn’t just feel like the boss anymore. I felt like a regular person again. I started noticing things I hadn’t in years. It was a wake-up call.”
He glanced at Lora and winked, making her blush and giggle nervously. I couldn’t help but smile. It seemed that the casual, relaxed atmosphere of that evening had done more than I could have hoped for.
Liam then turned back to me. “Mary, your methods really worked. So, from today, I’d like to make it official. You’ll be the company’s emotional recovery coach.”
I was stunned for a moment, then broke into a wide smile. “Really? I… thank you, Liam.”
Liam added, “And we’ve got more to celebrate. The morning meeting with the investors went great. So, I’m inviting the whole team to stay after work tonight for pizza. From now on, let’s make it a tradition!”
I laughed, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. The weight of uncertainty was gone. I had found my path and could focus on helping others do the same.
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