Part 3On the Day We Gave Birth, My Best Friend Secretly Swapped Our Babies

On the day of the babies' one-month celebration, the entire mansion was decorated festively, with countless luxury cars gathering and guests filling the halls.

The "crown prince" in Olivia's arms wore a bright yellow outfit, making his little face look even darker.

My daughter wore only a pink dress, prioritizing comfort.

My in-laws displayed a million dollars in cash on a long table.

Olivia's family members guarded the table, afraid someone might steal a stack.

I rolled my eyes. How petty, I thought. Everyone here today is from wealthy families; who would care about your small change?

When my mother-in-law put a palm-sized solid gold longevity lock around Olivia's son's neck, she immediately took it off and insisted on putting it on my daughter.

"Boys are tough; this longevity lock is better for Chloe to wear."

She then took the hollow longevity lock from my daughter's neck.

Everyone praised her for being virtuous, and I chimed in: "You're so good to Chloe, sister-in-law. If I didn't know better, I'd think she was your own daughter."

She froze for a moment, then looked at my daughter in my arms with a loving expression.

"Of course, of course. We've always been best friends, and now we're sisters-in-law. I just adore Chloe."

I blocked her hand as she tried to reach for my daughter.

"Sister-in-law, your son is crying. You'd better go check on him."