After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 153: The DNA Test Results and a Confrontation

Chapter 153: The DNA Test Results and a Confrontation

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I stopped and turned to face Adrian Whitmore, my heart pounding with anticipation. “Brother Adrian, actually

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Benjamin Hayes approached with urgent steps, clutching a manila envelope in his hands. His expression was grave as he interrupted our conversation.

“Young Master, the results have arrived,” he said quietly.

Adrian apologized with a slight bow. “Elena, please excuse me for a moment.”

He stepped aside to review what appeared to be a DNA test report. I watched his face carefully as his eyes

scanned the document.

The results remained unchanged. The paper clearly showed 99.99% confirmation.

Adrian stood frozen in deadly silence. His knuckles turned white as he nearly crushed the corner of the report

in his grip.

I glimpsed the contents over his shoulder. My expression stiffened with confusion and disbelief.

How could Sandy Parker be confirmed as a member of the Whitmore family? The scientific evidence was

undeniable.

I wondered if I had made a terrible mistake. Perhaps there were two identical moonstone bracelets and mine simply matched Sandy’s by coincidence.

My heart sank as doubt crept into my mind. Had I been foolish to believe I belonged here?

After Adrian left with Benjamin Hayes, Dorothea Whitmore returned with Jacob Hayes. She carried a small wooden box filled with her precious belongings/

The box overflowed with jewelry, antique paintings, and delicate trinkets. Each piece seemed to hold special meaning for her.

look at all these treasures I saved

genuine joy. “This necklace belonged to

more heartbroken I became. My hopes might

upset you, dear?” Dorothea

should keep these treasures safe for

my daughter

overwhelmed by emotion.

Chapter 153 The DNA

quietly I

eyes reddened for a moment, filled with recognition and

collapsed unconscious onto

my medical training taking

doorway like a vengeful spirit. Her face twisted with accusation

to my

while examining Dorothea’s condition. “I’m trying to

us. The sapphire brooch had fallen from my pocket

commotion.

declared triumphantly. “You came here for the

provide medical assistance as a trained healer. Dorothea’s breathing was shallow

“Don’t touch her! Get away from

was preventing me from properly treating Dorothea. My patience finally snapped

brain is sick!” I

needs medical attention? Stop being

(Samuel Whitmore’s POV)

room with pack servants upon hearing the commotion.

and alarming.

version of events. “Father, this woman harmed Mother for

her head while treating my mate, I was stunned. Her resemblance to Dorothea’s younger self was

more pronounced than Sándy’s appearance. Sandy

or myself.

brought by Adrian. I’ve known Dorothea for some time.” “You can ask Jacob Hayes

chose to believe the DNA evidence. Science couldn’t lie

bloodlines.

have our own pack physicians,” I said firmly. “We

The