Chapter 642

Reese arrived at the hospital, an hour had already passed.

Walking into the ward and seeing Kendra in a daze, he couldn’t help but frown, “What’s so urgent that you called me here? I have a lot of things to deal with at the company, and I have to go back for a meeting later.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than Kendra handed him the appraisal report, saying coldly, “This is the paternity test report between Maxim and me.”

The expression on Reese’s face stiffened for a moment as he took the document and flipped to the last page. Upon seeing the line stating that the two had no parent-child relationship, he couldn’t help but angrily exclaim, “What is this nonsense? If Maxim isn’t your son, then whose is he?!”

Kendra sneered, “How would I know? Maxim has never looked like me since he was a child, but he has always resembled you, Reese. Where is my child?!”

By the time she spoke her last sentence, Kendra’s expression had already turned somewhat insane.

Reese frowned, coldly saying, “What do you mean?! Are you suspecting me of cheating?”

have it, then prove it to

on the ground, exclaiming, “Don’t go too far!

sue them!”

word, “I still have your hair in my hand. You have no biological relationship with Maxim. I just need to find someone to do a paternity test to

the sickroom, and Kendra’s heart gradually sank

the pillows on the bed and the fruits on the nearby table at Reese like a madwoman,

years! Where’s my son?!

Kendra was filled with hatred. She wished she could stab Reese immediately, letting him

breath and slowly said, “Kendra,

I’d like

sat down by the sickbed, hanging his head and not daring to meet

everything seemed normal. But half an hour later, the child suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest and subsequently passed away. At that time, you were still unconscious. I had planned to wait until you had recovered before breaking this

then, Mom said that Blanche had left the child right at the door and then disappeared… I was looking at that child and suddenly a thought came to me. Our child

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I made him our child, you wouldn’t

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