Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 611

Ablett felt his heart hammering in his throat, every fiber of his being quivered with unease. “I… I don’t know what’s going on either…”

Beside him, Penelope was equally perplexed. She knew her son had never accepted Yunal and had been digging into the matter for some time.

But everything seemed fine until today, when, out of the blue, he announced he wanted a paternity test redo. Had Robert stumbled upon something?

Penelope gently prodded, following Ablett’s lead, “Robert, their skepticism is understandable. This sudden move of yours has us all baffled. Retaking a DNA test is no big deal, but why don’t you share your reasons? You’ve got to convince them, right?”

Her words soothed Robert’s agitated state. Without further ado, he pulled out two photographs from his wallet and handed them to Penelope.

“These two pictures, one is of Laverne, that is, Marguerite’s grandmother, holding her. The other one is Nina’s baby photo. Mom, take a good look and tell me what similarities you see.”

Ablett choked up for a moment. Laverne, that old witch, had taken a picture with Marguerite?

was so strange about that? Marguerite and Yuna looked

nothing out

shock was tinged with a mix of joy and relief, “This blanket, I made it with my

grandma mentioning that I loved sleeping with a blanket as a child. She said that when I grew up, she’d

once I got older, grandma stored it away, and I’m not sure if this

was on the verge of tears, but Zoe reacted quickly, rushing to explain, “It’s a misunderstanding! You’ve all got it wrong! The blanket isn’t Marguerite’s,

me that Marguerite has been using this blanket since she was a

explanation, Marguerite did use this blanket, that’s true.

brought Yuna home, the blanket she came with was too thin, so I swapped it. The pale yellow one, that went to Marguerite!”

prove anything! Whomever uses it, it doesn’t change its value, nor

and Frederick exchanged glances.

dignity meant nothing to them. But with Ablett’s explanation, it seemed indeed, relying on a blanket to prove Marguerite’s identity was