The note on it was terse, just two words scrawled in a hasty script: [Appraisal, wrong!]

It was a clear message that the appraisal they had was incorrect.

They knew that many were searching for Sasha, and word of this was common knowledge amongst the ancient warrior lineages. However, no one knew that they believed Vivienne to be Sasha’s child and had even gone as far as to do a paternity test with her.

The person who slipped the paper to Jasper obviously knew their family affairs like the back of his hand.

This was not good news.

“I found it on my pillow when I woke up two days ago,” Jasper said, lifting his eyes to meet his son’s, a wry chuckle escaping his lips. “Funny, isn’t it? Someone got into my room right under your noses, and nobody noticed!”

Yuri broke out in a cold sweat. “Dad! Why didn’t you mention something this serious earlier?”

“That person harbors no ill will.”

Jasper knew he might not have been alive to tell the tale if there had been any malice.

“But you should have told us so we could beef up security,” Yuri protested, visibly shaken.

Jasper was unharmed, but if something had happened, his siblings would have torn him apart.

“I kept it to myself because I’ve been pondering over the accuracy of this information,” Jasper said, his face growing stern. “That’s why I’ve decided to run another paternity test. And this stays between us. We’ll get Willa to do it.”

“But Willa, she…”

Before Yuri could finish, Jasper cut him off with a commanding tone, “Once she conducts the test, I’ll let her walk away from the Perez family.”

Yuri opened his mouth to speak, but Jasper’s icy stare silenced him. He sighed, “Understood.”

Jasper glanced at him and added, “Go to Vivienne. Get blood, hair, saliva—anything that can be tested.”

Yuri twitched at the corner of his mouth. “Isn’t that a bit intrusive?”

“We’ve already intruded. Vivienne is smart; she’s guessed we did the test,” Jasper stated. “If we’re doing it again, let’s do it right. It’s better to be upfront than to sneak around.”

The next day.

she heard a commotion in her living room. It sounded like

moved to Rivenwood and was not likely to

show

voices

and stepped out of her

I’ve missed you so

fully step out, Dawson

and slammed the door

bang, Dawson’s nose bled

rushed to hand him a tissue. “Dawson, here, wipe

fine,

room and casually took a piece of fruit from the bowl, asking,

had finished long ago. Only Dawson had taken

and now he had the nerve to

across Vivienne and grinned sheepishly,

a

could not be bothered and

The handwriting was atrocious.

copy of the Ten Commandments and eyed Dawson.

of relief and explained, “I’m here to discuss a deal with the

an eyebrow. “The Eastlake

the one. You interested too?”

“Mm-hmm.”

want, even the stars and the moon,

infuriating grin, Vivienne simply closed her eyes, refusing

discussion was about, but he knew better

us. Without it, I

dream of declining an invitation

catching Vivienne’s sidelong glance, his eager “Sure thing!” was promptly retracted.

Dorian didn’t press further.

Rivenwood meant business, and Dorian

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