Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 80: The moment Allison left Kellan's house, her expression turned cold as ice.

He put the pedal to the metal, racing toward the genetic testing center.

The DNA results are in, Dr.

Preston Evans said, handing her the paternity report before leaving to give her some privacy.

Allison clutched the thin sheet of paper, as if it weighed a ton.

She took a deep breath, opened the report, and read the conclusion at the end.

There is no biological relationship! A whirlwind of emotions swirled inside him.

Although the clue she hoped would give her answers stopped abruptly here, a sense of unexpected relief washed over her.

At least she wasn't tied to Kellan by blood.

The testing center was professional and discreet.

There were no cameras lurking in the office, and the soundproofing was impeccable, ensuring complete confidentiality.

After a moment of contemplation, Allison folded the report and pulled out her phone to call Gordon.

Help me investigate Kellan's mother.

"I need everything you can dig up, no matter how deep it may be," he ordered.

Gordon hesitated for a moment, but immediately recognized her voice.

A hint of unhappiness graced his response.

Boss, you've finally remembered that I exist.

I thought you'd forgotten about me again.

expected his return to Cobweb, but he was

had no

He spoke firmly.

This is serious, Gordon.

I trust you.

worry, I'm on it! Gordon responded with a

something was brewing when you called out of the

again? The team has been waiting, and now they're so excited to see you

attention

Soon.

struggling

up, she stuffed the test results into her bag and

Melany were waiting for her and had seen her car parked

them, Allison frowned in

do you want now? You've really fallen low,

filled with contempt, making

prodded by Lindy, Colton reluctantly

on what happened," he said, his

was wrong, and I'm here to apologize on Melany's

shouldn't have copied your perfume; It was

was conflicted as he met

lot about you, and my grandfather

moment, they would

mean we have to be

speech, realizing he still hadn't gotten to the

this way to ramble on What do you

by

with a pleading voice:

me or yell at me;

it all for