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.

Samuel commanded with

Sandy left with Benjamin Hayes, the atmosphere in

his chair, studying

The

truly your daughter?” Marcus

hands stilled on his wine glass. “The

Marcus revealed

caught. “What

similar to your deceased Luna,” Marcus said, watching Samuel’s reaction

hit him like a

showed no

that’s impossible,” Samuel

smiled coldly. “Is

and immediately confined

teachers in Riverside City

Benjamin Hayes grimly. “Whether she likes it

(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 attachment

eight years ago clearly stated Sandy’s

shock. Children of O–type and Rh–negative parents could never have type B blood.

the real Whitmore family

with a message from Professor Theodore Ashworth. “When are you returning to the Southern Territory? I’m threatening to personally carry you

everything, his playful tone made me

using Adrian’s phone later that afternoon. “Miss Elena, Young Master Adrian would like to apologize in person. Could you meet him

agreed, curious about what Adrian wanted to

the secluded fishing

apology for my father’s behavior yesterday,” he said

fault,” I replied.

approaching vehicle

Marcus said smoothly. “We decided to

eyebrow skeptically.

arcus and Amber

155 The Truth

rod with a gentle smile. “Since

having never fished before. Within minutes, I

a

I said, surprised by

me with an unreadable

to Adrian. “DNA test results can sometimes

hands tightened on his fishing rod. “What do

tokens and test

heavy in the

(God’s POV)

Adrian was summoned to his

older than

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