A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle’s drowsiness dissipated. She jumped right off the bed and approached Carter. “Are the results out yet?” “Yeah.” Carter nodded as he regarded Arielle with mixed feelings. “Don’t mind me asking, but apart from your own hair, does the other sample… belong to your father Henrick Southall?” Arielle nodded. “Yes. That’s right.” Carter looked troubled. “The results… I’m not sure how to put this, but you should take a look at it for yourself.”

Arielle was quite mystified when she received the report, and appeared flummoxed when she finished scrutinizing it. It said that her genetic type did not match that of the other report, which meant to say that Henrick was not her biological father. “This… How…” The rosiness that returned to Arielle’s face after her rest seemed to have turned ashen again. One reason why she did a paternity test was because Vinson had asked about it twice.

Another stemmed from a vengeful impulse which arisen from her disappointment with Henrick. In her own heart, she had never doubted that he was her birth father, so the contents of the report came to her as a bolt out of the blue. She had thought Henrick to be her only remaining blood relation but unexpectedly, even he was not. Who exactly am I then? If not for the grains of childhood memories she had retained, she was almost beginning to believe that she might not even be Arielle Moore.

Nevertheless, he thought it logical as well. It seemed inconceivable to him how a flaw-riddled man like Henrick who bore not one sliver of

impartial appraisal. Moreover, when Maureen was around, rumors were abound within the Jadeborough circle… Vinson scrutinized Arielle’s expression before he spoke,

my mother still be my own birth mother?” Carter

paternity test report for my mother and myself?” “Yes,” Carter said. “We’ve kept your