Chapter 614

“The paper report would take forever to format, and I can see you’re all on edge. So, I’ll just project the data on the screen. Take a look,” he said, gesturing toward the large LED display that lit up with an array of colorful graphics and figures.

Everyone turned to look, their eyes darting across the screen, trying to make sense of the information overload.

Ablett, who already knew the outcome, didn’t even bother to glance up.

Yuna sat deflated in a corner, silent and still, like a punctured balloon, waiting for the inevitable.

Penelope, after staring at the screen for what felt like an eternity, turned to the doctor and asked impatiently, “Doc, it’s all just numbers and jargon. Can you just tell us straight-is Yuna my daughter or not?”

The doctor cleared his throat and said, “I’ve extracted 23 pairs of chromosomes from their blood samples. There’s a 99.99% match at every genetic marker. There’s no doubt about it-your husband and this young lady are biologically related.”

the doctor’s words dropped like a bombshell. Ablett and Yuna both stood up, their

who Hackett’s daughter was-it was Marguerite, the infant he had brought home all

let out a sigh of relief as if a massive weight had been lifted off her

clenched his fists, a surge coursing through him. Zoe, that bitch, had cheated on

Marguerite had not held much hope,

apologize to Yuna! With evidence this solid, do Marguerite and I even need to test?

were equally stunned. Unable to digest the news, Frederick stormed out of the

was not ready to accept the dutcome. He stepped forward, his voice laced with skepticism. “Doc, you do realize if this was tampered with, the consequences for you

the lab, shooing everyone out until only she was left. She had worked tirelessly

she was, she knew better than to cross the Fitzgeralds. With a gloomy face, she replied, “Mr. Fitzgerald, you watched me draw the blood. You saw me process the data. I was alone in the lab,

time to print out

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