Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Chapter 411 A Battle of Conscience

The last time, Rina had plucked a few strands of Sonia’s hair and used some of it as the DNA test sample. She kept the remaining ones in the event that she needed them in the future. More importantly, she had used a small barret to keep those strands of hair in place, carefully arranging it among her own hair so that she could use them whenever she needed—just like how she had done so earlier.

That was the reason why she rejected Toby’s offer to help conceal her identity in the first place; she thought that her plans were all foolproof now that she had Sonia’s hair at her own disposal.

What Rina never expected was Zane to thwart her plans when he brought Hal and Greta over. And now that Sonia had asked to conduct a DNA test to see if Rina was biologically related to the wretched couple, she was subsequently backed into a corner.

She was Hal’s biological daughter after all and one DNA test was all it would take to expose her as a fraud. With that in mind, there was no way she would offer her own hair as a test sample now, much less allow her blood to be drawn for the same purpose.

That being said, Titus had the few strands of Sonia’s hair that Rina passed off as her own previously. If she were to ask him to use some of those as the sample for the DNA test she was about to do with Hal and Greta, surely the test results would illustrate that she was not their biological daughter. However, it would only arouse everyone’s confusion as to why she refused to pluck her own hair on the spot and possibly cause them to suspect that there was something wrong with the hair sample she had given earlier.

Therefore, Rina was caught between a rock and a hard place. What should I do?

She was still biting on her lip as she tried to come up with plausible ways to save herself when she sensed a pointed gaze on her. When she looked up and met Toby’s dark obs, it felt like she was looking at her salvation in that instant, thereby her relief glimmering in her eyes.

He had said before that he could help her to conceal her identity and she prayed that his offer was still good.

Taking a leap of faith, she inhaled a deep breath and shot a desperate look of plea at him.

Toby’s eyes shone as he realized what she was asking of him. The courage she had to run a DNA test alongside Titus came from Sonia’s hair, but now she won’t even pluck her own hair to see if it matches Hal and Greta’s DNA. And now, she’s asking me for help instead. Comprehension dawned upon him as he nodded, agreeing to grant her this favor.

Rina let out a sigh of relief before the fear that threatened to suffocate her began to wane. A smile broke out on her face as she quipped, “Got it, Dad. I’ll pluck a few strands now.”

With that, she tugged on her hair with force and plucked a few strands from her scalp before readily handing them over to Titus. “Here you go, Dad.”

He took them without saying anything; then, he asked his assistant for a couple of zip-lock bags to store the samples. When that was done, Titus glanced over at Zane and Sonia smugly, “See? Rina has willingly given up strands of her hair as samples and now, it’s your turn to do so.”

“Zane,” Sonia called out.

Greta to pluck a few strands of their own hair, thereafter placing their samples into the zip-lock bags Titus had

run the DNA

whole process. Who knows if you lot will pull

Sonia decided as she chewed on her lip. She needed to do all that it took to prove that Taylor wasn’t Titus’ biological

leaving the rest of them in the tense silence of the room. Toby glanced at his watch and dipped his head close to

object to this

want to sit here either. The longer she did so, the more likely the Gray Family would discover her loss of

wheeling Sonia in. As for the others anxiously waiting for the test results, they didn’t require

lounge, Toby poured out a glass of water for Sonia

where it was. Her fingers quivered as they continuously met thin air and

this, he chuckled lightly and took her

away while demanding, “What

as she might to pull away, Sonia

move!” he warned in a low voice. “If you do, the glass of

of me,” she snapped, her lips pressing

was sure she had a firm hold. “Okay, don’t drop it or

her hand, she snorted indignantly and pointed out,

said this, he thought about how she would always remain as that kid

making a phone call,” he added as

a sip of water; then, she hummed

lounge and closed the door behind him.

Fuller,” Tom greeted on the

facilities he’s going to. I want the contacts

answered with a firm