Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Call Aetherion's branch office and tell the executive assistant to find a way to destroy the hospital's records of the paternity test.

Timothy returned to the Howard family estate, wheeled himself into the bathroom, and lit a cigarette, holding it between his lips. From the side pocket of his wheelchair, he pulled out the paternity test report and flicked his lighter. He set the paperwork ablaze.

He took a slow drag from his cigarette, watching the report curl and blacken until it crumbled to ash.

Once it was nothing but a pile of soot, he turned on the shower and washed the remains down the drain.

Meanwhile, Sheila received a message from one of her old classmates.

"Oh my god, that was close! I almost couldn't find it just checked and the record's already gone. Good thing I was quick and got a picture. Take a look, but I'm deleting it right after you do."

"Okay," Sheila replied.

The moment Sheila sent her message, her classmate unsent the previous texts.

A moment later, she sent the photo of the paternity report.

Sheila clicked it open, scanned the result-and felt her mind go blank with shock.

Her classmate promptly retracted the image.

"Sorry, this really goes against the rules. I could only let you see the result. I can't leave you with any evidence."

"I understand. Thanks."

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