Evelyn’s expression froze at Treyton’s words.

A while later, she lowered her head unwillingly and mumbled, “Okay.”

“Good girl! That’s the generosity befitting of the Harris family’s heiress,” Treyton praised and stroked her hair.

The moment was short-lived. He turned away quickly and declared, “Change back into your clothes. You probably have to come by another day when your face is better.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn left the commercial district.

She opened her purse once she was inside her car and took out a small note.

It had been stuffed into her hand by Treyton earlier.

The note simply read: Give me some time.

Gwendolyn frowned in incomprehension as her gaze traveled over Treyton’s familiar scrawl.

Why does he need more time? Did he find out about something and is looking into it?

Her phone suddenly rang with an incoming call from Cedrick, interjecting her thoughts.

When the line connected, Cedrick grumbled, “Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?”

Gwendolyn replied cajolingly, “I’m already done with my errands, so I’ll be back ASAP. I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cedrick’s harrumph was muffled by the blankets. He asked, “What did you go out to do? Are you hurt?”

Her chest swelled with satisfaction as she boasted, “Well, I slapped a pretentious b*tch several times, so I’m feeling great!”

“You hit someone?” Cedrick’s tone turned anxious as he added, “Does your hand hurt? I’ll massage it for you when you’re home.”

Gwendolyn chuckled, moved and amused by his concern. “I’m not that fragile. In fact, I’m still on cloud nine!”

They chatted for almost fifteen minutes before ending the call, and Gwendolyn steered the car toward Harrick Villa.

Cedrick had washed up when she arrived, though he was still dressed in his billowing silk sleeping robe.

He was standing right behind the front door and gently pulled her into a hug when she walked in, inhaling her comforting scent.

head into the crook between Gwendolyn’s neck and shoulder,

he whined, “I was so upset when I woke up this morning and realized your side of the bed was

stroked his hair and quietly comforted

garden. The front door of Harrick Villa

scene was so rare and sweet that Nico could not help

was no time to dwell on their loving display. Nico had

reluctance, he coughed loudly to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion

Gwendolyn immediately jumped apart

investigation results are out. Something is indeed off

and Cedrick’s expressions darkened almost

to a

a mother who was over eighty years old, and the woman had

exact day after his mother’s departure. The next day, he

day, he boarded a private jet abroad, and his whereabouts have remained a

transferred abroad as well. It seemed he planned to

frosty after reading through the report. “Both paternity tests were personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched him

was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust

another paternity test? I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make sure no

thought, Gwendolyn nodded

action and instructed, “To be safe, have Pierre sent to the secret interrogation room. It’ll make things

“Sure.”

and left for the garden. He took out his phone and called Mr. Dalberg, the

and comforted her, “We should finally see a conclusion after this paternity test. You won’t have

“Mm-hmm.”

Gwendolyn’s chest as she recalled Treyton’s note and the unsavory incident at Mi

them is a member of the Harris family. I can exclude

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

downcast thoughts, Nico rushed

days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to the infirmary, but he could not be

His expression darkened, and he asked, “How could this happen? Did someone

in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why

living room plunged

to break the silence. “We can still do a paternity test even if he’s dead. Is his body still

two days ago, and because of his history of seizures, the prison wrote

heart sank

not be used for paternity

was as

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