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?

about that? Marguerite and Yuna looked

leaned in to scrutinize the photos, but still saw nothing out of the ordinary. However, as a mother, Penelope noticed something

and turning to Marguerite, her shock was tinged with a mix of joy and relief, “This blanket, I made it with my own hands! Marguerite, have you been keeping this blanket with you

and took a while to remember something about the blanket, “Penelope, I recall grandma mentioning that I loved sleeping with a blanket as a child. She

grandma stored it away, and I’m not

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, it’s

lying! My parents told me that Marguerite has been using this blanket since

her explanation, Marguerite did

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

immediately said, “Mr. Winston, Mr. Fitzgerald, is this blanket the reason for the paternity test redo? I’m puzzled! A blanket doesn’t prove anything!

and Frederick exchanged glances.

But with Ablett’s explanation, it seemed indeed, relying on a blanket to prove Marguerite’s