Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 13 Doing the DNA Paternity Test

Nicole’s entire body froze. Is this what it means when they say, “It’s a small world”?

Colton looked up at the woman before him, who looked a little astounded. Dressed differently from the previous two times, she wore light makeup while standing gracefully erect, looking somewhat more refined than when they last met. “Lisa?” He raised his tone of voice slightly with a note of interest. I remember that little kid telling me his mom was coming just now. Could this woman be Lisa? How interesting. Now they’ve ganged up in an attempt to fool me!

Upon hearing his voice, Nicole hurriedly composed her features. “Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, President Gardner.”

Colton rose from his seat. His figure was tall and slender, while his skin was pale and even a little translucent in the sunlight. Curling his lips into a meaningful smile, he replied slowly, “You don’t have to be so courteous. We’ve known each other for a long time, after all.” No sooner had the kid called than she showed up, impersonating Lisa. Well, I have to say that this woman is indeed quite resourceful; I didn’t expect her to be able to learn that Lisa will be coming to Gardner Corporation today!

I didn’t expect him to be Gardner Corporation’s president. Curses! I should’ve done my

His voice was somewhat cold, and his tall

is my work badge. You may take a look.” Inwardly, though, she said

how the pretty woman before him went slightly red in the face with a look of repressed anger, his heart lifted all of a sudden. He lowered his head, darting a look at the work badge before

representing F&M Apparel at the moment, she would have slapped Colton across the face long ago. “You’re so good at joking. Why would I fake my work badge? To make my way up here for the special purpose of flirting with you?” Her lips curled into a strained smile. However, as soon as she looked up, she saw a

answering Nicole’s question. He raised his chin slightly, his face expressionless, but his whole body exuded a chilly aura. Firstly, it was our chance encounter at the airport; then we met again after she picked up my wallet. Finally, her son called me, claiming to be my son, and now she came and claimed to be Lisa right after that. What a cunning woman! For a moment, I actually believed it. “Just leave the document on the desk. We’ll talk after I confirm your identity,” he said impassively. I’m not gonna have too many dealings with this flirt. That’d

gentle smile on her face. Holding the document with both hands, she placed it neatly on the desk. “Please take your time and