Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 810:

As Domenic’s words hung in the air, both Marissa and Connor turned to face him simultaneously.

With a heavy tone, Domenic remarked, “Mr. Daniels, do you recall when you were nineteen and suffered an injury that left you comatose for several days? It was a critical time; the doctors repeatedly warned us of your precarious condition.”

Connor nodded in acknowledgment.

Domenic pressed on. “During that period, your grandmother was terrified you might never awaken. She was desperate to ensure your lineage, so she reached out to an international sperm bank to preserve a sample of your sperm. Is it possible that someone has stolen it?”

Connor’s brow furrowed deeply as he asked, “Is this for real? How come I was never informed?”

Domenic exhaled, a look of resignation on his face. “Perhaps after your recovery, your grandmother was too overjoyed to revisit such a painful chapter. It just never came up again.”

Connor felt a rush of disbelief over Arabella’s extreme measures. “Get in touch with that sperm

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Daniels,” Domenic replied, immediately dispatching someone

tense silence filled the room as they awaited the outcome. Connor’s

exterior, yet her heart was weighed down with concern; she kept her turmoil hidden beneath a

bank has confirmed that your sample was indeed stolen years ago. They feared you would sue them and chose not

Connor suddenly slammed his

clenched tightly, and commanded, “I want that sperm bank wiped off the map within

responded without hesitation, sending someone to enact Connor’s revenge on

organization, Connor’s mind was plagued with further

using his and Tiffany’s genetic materials without his consent. His greatest fear now was that the culprits

of potentially numerous offspring, each with different mothers scattered around the

of sympathy for him. She wanted to offer some comfort, yet words escaped