Martha: Officers, listen to me! This woman is trying to steal my daughter! She's using her money to bribe everyone!
Police Officer: Ma'am, quiet down. Mrs. Sterling, we have the original forensic DNA file from the 2011 case on high priority.
Victoria: I want a rapid mobile DNA cheek swab done right here, right now. I have the medical team from my private hospital on standby.
Marcus: The forensic team just arrived behind the police escort, ma'am. They have the testing unit in the van.
Martha: DNA? You can't force me or her to take any test! I have rights!
Police Officer: If there is a open felony kidnapping warrant linked to this child's identity, we have a court order for verification, ma'am.
A woman in a white lab coat rushed over from an emergency medical transport vehicle, carrying a sealed medical kit. She looked gently at Daisy, who was shaking uncontrollably under the bright police spotlights.
Lab Technician: Hello, sweetie. My name is Dr. Aris. I just need a quick swab from the inside of your cheek. It won't hurt at all.
Daisy: Will... will this really prove who I am?
Victoria: It will prove to the whole world that you are my daughter, Clara. You will never have to hide or sell flowers again.
Daisy: Okay... you can do the test.
The technician carefully performed the swab, placing the sample directly into a rapid digital analysis device inside the transport van. Martha was handcuffed and held against the hood of the police cruiser, her eyes glinting with bitter malice as she glared at the scene.
Martha: You think bringing her into your mansion is going to make her happy? She doesn't belong in your world, Victoria!
Victoria: She belongs wherever she is loved, something you know nothing about.
Martha: She’s an alley kid now! She doesn't know how to talk like you, eat like you, or live like you!
Daisy: I know how to be honest, Martha. That's something you never taught me.
Police Officer: The rapid scanner results are processing now, Mrs. Sterling. It takes about three minutes for the genetic marker match.
Victoria: Take all the time you need, Officer. I've waited fifteen years for this minute.
Victoria wrapped her heavy cashmere coat around Daisy's shoulders, pulling the young girl close against her side. For the first time in her life, Daisy felt actual warmth radiating through her cold arms, smelling the faint scent of lavender perfume that felt strangely familiar, like a half-forgotten dream from her infancy.
Daisy: Why did she keep the locket on me if she stole me? Why didn't she throw it away?
Victoria: Monsters like her keep trophies, Clara. Or maybe she knew that one day, she might try to use it to ransom you back to me when she got desperate.
Lab Technician: Mrs. Sterling! The digital markers just hit a 99.9% direct maternal match!