The DNA Test

The silence in the living room spoke volumes as everyone sat uncomfortably on the couches, silently waiting for the Riordan family doctor to arrive. Elle sat on the couch opposite the grandmother and next to Mrs Riordan, shifting in her seat every now and then. Her heart skipped a thousand beats when a corporate-dressed man stepped into the mansion, short and bearded.

He walked behind the family’s head servant and stopped when he stood behind the grandmother of the family. “Older Mrs Riordan,” he greeted, his head lowered. “Mr and Mrs Riordan.”

“You’re here, Marcus.” The old woman rose from her chair to face the doctor. “Please come in.”

“Thank you.”

They both stepped to the couch where Elle sat and the woman pointed at her. “She’s the one who’s pregnant. I’ll appreciate it if you take the blood samples and test them with my late grandson’s. You have our blood tube at the lab.”

“Of course.”

The man sat beside Elle on the couch and placed his briefcase on it, opening it to reveal the