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Chapter Sixty

Author: Tee Growrich
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-02 00:30:43

Venessa arrived at the hospital for a routine checkup, her mood impatient and restless. As she waited in the lobby, a familiar figure caught her eye. It was Mike, Daniel’s personal driver, walking briskly down the hallway.

What on earth is Mike doing here? she wondered, eyebrows raising in curiosity.

She slipped from her seat and discreetly followed him, watching as he approached the nurse at the lab desk. She moved closer, trying to listen, and her interest spiked when she heard the nurse mention something about a “DNA test result.”

DNA test? For Daniel? she thought, feeling a strange satisfaction building up. It wasn’t hard for her to guess that if Daniel was requesting a DNA test, it was almost certainly for Tasha’s son, Ethan. This was the perfect opportunity.

She lingered until Mike left with the envelope in hand. Then, with her mind racing and a plan forming, she stepped into an empty corridor and dialed Dr. Robert the doctor who had helped
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