After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 155: The Truth Behind the DNA Tests

Chapter 155: The Truth Behind the DNA Tests

(God’s POV)

At the Crimson Rose Tavern, Marcus Blackwood sat across from Samuel Whitmore and Sandy Parker in the private dining room. The crystal chandelier cast warm light over the mahogany table laden with exquisite

dishes.

Sandy leaned forward with exaggerated charm, batting her eyelashes at Marcus. “Alpha Marcus, you’re so handsome tonight. That black suit makes you look incredibly powerful.”

Server Jake refilled their wine glasses, trying to hide his disgust at Sandy’s shameless flattery. The other servers exchanged knowing glances as they witnessed her inappropriate behavior.

“The moonlight wine pairs perfectly with your golden eyes,” Sandy continued breathlessly. “Don’t you think we make a beautiful couple?”

Samuel’s jaw tightened as he watched his supposed daughter’s display. “Sandy, young she–wolves should be

more reserved.”

Sandy giggled and touched her hair coquettishly. “But Father, I’m just being friendly. Isn’t my expression

adorable?”

Samuel could barely hide his revulsion. This crude behavior couldn’t possibly come from his and Dorothea’s bloodline. The doubt that had been gnawing at him grew stronger.

Marcus cut his venison with precise movements, his face expressionless. “Miss Parker, perhaps you should

focus on your meal.”

When Marcus mentioned establishing a branch company in Riverside City to be closer to his mate, Sandy’s

expression soured instantly.

“Your Luna wants to sever your mate bond anyway,” she said with bitter sarcasm. “She only cares about

money, not love.”

Samuel’s fork clattered against his plate. The rudeness was beyond acceptable limits.

Sandy pressed on recklessly. “You should repay my life–saving grace by marking me instead. I’d be a much

better Luna than that cold woman.”

Marcus’s golden eyes turned ice–cold. “You’re bringing your nightclub working habits into the Whitmore

family.”

The insult hit its mark. Sandy’s face flushed red with humiliation and rage.

Samuel stood abruptly, his Alpha authority filling the room. “Benjamin Hayes, take Sandy home immediately.”

“But Father-” Sandy protested.

commanded with

with Benjamin Hayes, the atmosphere

his chair, studying

The

truly your daughter?” Marcus

on his wine glass. “The

mate’s aunt has been secretly monitoring Elena, Marcus revealed

caught. “What kind

mate apparently looks remarkably similar to your deceased Luna,” Marcus

The implication hit him like a physical blow.

Sandy showed no family

impossible,” Samuel

coldly. “Is

returned home and immediately

etiquette teachers in

will learn proper behavior,” he told Benjamin Hayes

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

next morning, I opened my laptop to find an urgent email from Rachel Thompson. My heart pounded as I clicked on the

years ago clearly stated Sandy’s blood

parents could never have type B blood. The genetic impossibility confirmed my suspicions

the real Whitmore

Professor Theodore Ashworth. “When are you returning to the Southern Territory? I’m threatening to personally carry you back if

his playful tone made me smile

“Miss Elena, Young Master Adrian would like

agreed, curious about what

at the secluded fishing

apology for my father’s behavior yesterday,”

I replied. “Family loyalty

conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of approaching vehicle Stone emerged with fishing equipment, acting surprised to see

coincidence,” Marcus said smoothly. “We decided

eyebrow skeptically. “Quite

arcus and Amber

155 The Truth

a fishing rod with a gentle smile. “Since we’re all here, why don’t

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line awkwardly, having never fished before. Within minutes, I felt a

a large

I said, surprised by my

an unreadable

fishing session, Marcus spoke casually to Adrian. “DNA

his fishing

lost daughter identified only by tokens and test

implication hung heavy in the

(God’s POV)

was summoned to his father’s private study. Samuel sat behind his

than