Holding Charlotte's toothbrush, Martin headed straight to the DNA testing center, determined to her the results as soon as possible. "Get me the results within three hours."
The lab technician nodded and collected saliva samples from Martin's mouth and then proceeded into the testing room with the toothbrush.While waiting for the results, Martin made a call to Alan."Check Charlotte's recent movements, find out where she's been, who she's met, where she came from and how long she's been back in Ivara City."Alan paused, surprised. "Charlotte? Your own sister Charlotte?""Yes, she's currently at Ellenstein Villa District and returned an hour ago."Once Alan confirmed the other party's identity, handling the matter became much easier. With clear-cut determination, he said, “Alright! I’ve got it! I’ll go check it out now!”Martin waited at the door of the forensics department to ensure the authenticity of the results.The results came out in less than tUnfortunately, after sending the message, it disappeared without a trace, with no response.Thinking that Martin hadn't received it, Carter excused himself to the restroom under pretense of needing a break, temporarily leaving the private room, and made a phone call to Martin.The phone was answered after two rings."What's up?"His voice was deep, betraying no emotion.Hearing him put it that way, Carter was even more convinced that Martin hadn't received the message, so he hurriedly said, “I saw Patricia and Hunter at Basque Taste, with Charles and a little girl tagging along. It looked pretty official, like a meeting with the parents.”Martin's grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Despite Patricia having already left him battered that morning, he hadn't managed to develop a thick skin; his heart still ached fiercely.Silence from Martin prompted Carter to ask, puzzled, “Martin, are you listening to me?”Martin to
After Hunter left, Charles opened his laptop and began an extensive search on Hunter.He had previously searched for information about Hunter on his phone, but that was just basic information available to everyone. He was looking for something more confidential.Quietly, he breached the internal information storage of the Miller Group technology and the Miller family. Detailed information about Hunter quickly displayed on his computer screen. After reading everything, Charles's expression turned extremely grim.Once Patricia and Fannie had returned to their room, he spoke directly, "Mummy, there's something wrong with Hunter, you shouldn't be with him!"Patricia wasn't planning to accept Hunter, but his words piqued her curiosity, and she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with him?"Charles replied truthfully, "I just hacked into their database to try and find all his information. But unexpectedly, I found nothing at all."Patricia grew even more perplexed
After returning to his room, Martin splashed cold water on his face in an attempt to shake off the weariness that clung to him after a sleepless night. Despite his efforts, he still felt no drowsiness. Determined to clear his mind, he decided to change into fresh clothes and head out for a morning run.As he jogged through the streets, the sun began to rise, casting a warm glow on the city. The physical fatigue from his run did little to lessen the troubles weighing on his heart.Just then, the butler approached and informed Martin that Alan had arrived. Martin instructed the butler to bring Alan to the study, eager to hear what he had to say.Alan wasted no time and pushed the documents towards Martin. "These are Charlotte's recent records,” he said, his tone serious.As Martin opened the files, Alan explained, "I had her background checked briefly. More than ten years ago, Charlotte went abroad with your mother, Linda, and they've been living overseas ever since. R
Martin had thought he would be calm when he saw Patricia again, as if nothing had ever happened.But in this moment, with Patricia standing right in front of him, his heart raced with intense emotions that he had suppressed for so long. It was in that moment that he realized the depth of his love for her, far greater than he had ever imagined.He couldn't bear to see her with Hunter, nor could he draw a clear line between them. "You..."Martin's lips parted as he tried to speak to her, to bridge the distance between them.Unfortunately, Patricia had made up her mind to keep her distance, and with her head bowed, she took a step back, yielding the path ahead.Martin clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain the anger and turmoil within him. Unaware of the tension between Martin and Patricia, Charlotte flashed a sweet smile at Martin and said, “Martin, let’s go! I can’t wait to see Randy!”Patricia smirked derisively, her lips curling up."Well, isn’t that affectionate?"Marti
Patricia's heart skipped a beat. She knew she had been framed, again. And this woman's tactics were identical to Debbie's.Not only did she remind her of Debbie, but her methods and cunning were also the same. Indeed, Martin's taste had never changed. He always liked these hypocritical, nauseating women who could put on an act.The incident had happened too quickly; the onlookers only saw a scuffle but hadn't truly seen who had started it. They only saw someone fall and another with a hand outstretched as if pushing, so they naturally assumed Patricia was the aggressor."Professor Watson, what happened? Why did you push her?" one on looker asked."Yes, Professor Watson, is there some conflict between you two? If so, have a proper conversation about it. Getting physical in public won't do your reputation any favors." Another said."Yes! Professor Watson, perhaps you and her should talk in your office? It's not convenient in this corridor."After the incident with Debbie, everyone's vie
The doctor conducted a thorough examination of Charlotte. Her wrist wasn't fractured but had suffered from a dislocation and soft tissue damage."Mr. Langley, please hold her tightly. I'm about to reset the bones in her wrist, which may cause some discomfort. Keep her steady, and do not let her move.""Bone reset!" Just hearing it, Charlotte's eyes widened with fear, and her body trembled. Despite this, she bravely closed her eyes, extended her hand, and prepared herself for the pain. "Go ahead! I'm not afraid of the pain!"The doctor looked surprised and said, "It's going to be very painful. Are you sure you're not afraid?"His words instantly drained the color from her face, but she vigorously nodded, clenching her teeth, and refusing to voice her fear."I'm not afraid! Back when I was boarding at school, someone pushed me down the stairs, and I broke my leg but didn’t cry. I can handle this pain!" she explained."You were pushed down the stairs?" Martin's discerning eyes narrowed,
Hunter expected Martin to back down and leave in a sorry state.However, to his surprise, Martin’s expression was filled with pain as he stared at their clasped hands for a moment and then strode over to them.Confusion filled Patricia as she instinctively turned her head and locked eyes with Martin, whose gaze burned with fierce anger. Her mind felt like it was exploding as if something detonated."How did you get here?" Patricia asked, barely able to form the words.No sooner had the words left her lips than Martin had reached out, forcibly separating Patricia and Hunter's clasped hands. In Patricia's stunned state, he grabbed her wrist and started to pull her away."Martin, what are you doing?" Patricia's heart began to flutter with slight panic.Martin's face had been a ghastly sight just now, as if he was on the verge of a killing spree. She had no clue where his rage was coming from.Hunter quickly stood up and seized Patricia's other wrist, forcing Martin to stop. Martin turned
Upon hearing his question, Patricia burst into laughter, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "So what if it is? What difference does it make if it isn't?"She did not deny it.Martin took her non-denial as an admission, and his handsome face darkened like the bottom of a pot, his eyes filled with brooding shadows."I don't agree.""Haha..." Patricia laughed even harder, her snort of derision loud and unmasked. "And might I ask, who are you to me? By what right do you interfere? What does it matter to you whom I'm with? At best, you're nothing more than my ex-husband. Remember, ex-hus-band."She enunciated the words “ex-husband” deliberately, making sure he grasped their significance.Martin's normally composed brows furrowed, wrapping him in an aura of cold sternness.He was clearly displeased with these words. Then silence hung in the air, heavy and enigmatic.He spoke with grave seriousness, "Let's remarry!"As he spoke, a chilly wind blew past them, its whistling sound drowning out Mar