Chapter 837 Paternity Test Panic Mode

Manny froze. A paternity test? What the heck was that supposed to mean?

Artemis drew in a sharp breath; her tone was heavy with frustration. “Your father wants to do a paternity test with your two sisters. When he gets back this afternoon, he’s taking them in for

it.”

Manny fell silent.

“Think of something,” Artemis urged.

“Think of something? Wait-”

Manny’s thoughts tangled; something flashed through his mind. He looked at Artemis, his voice shaking.

“You mean… Lina and Lana aren’t…?”

His mind went completely blank.

Artemis didn’t answer.

Manny nearly lost it. “How could you do something like that?”

When he’d first found out he wasn’t his father’s biological son, it had already been a huge shock. But now–now she was saying his sisters weren’t either…

“Mother, you!”

Faced with Manny’s sudden disappointment, Artemis grew irritated. “Ugh, this isn’t the time to talk about that!”

“Your father cannot take that test with them; if he does, we’re finished!”

Manny went silent. Finished…

was

all Tessa’s fault!” Artemis hissed. “I already promised her I’d go back to Black Mountain, and she still stabbed me in

“Tessa?”

on. When

rest of her life.”

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venom; she wanted nothing more than to tear Tessa

quickly tugged the blanket up around her shoulders. She’d been running a fever all night, and since going to a hospital

been the cold mountain air that made it worse. They’d slept

the covers, rubbing her nose. “Can you not hold me so tight?”

Victor lifted a brow.

too hot!” she complained,

it; but the room wasn’t cold now,

chuckled. “Funny, you were the one begging me to hold you last

“It’s hot,” Tessa grumbled.

She was drenched in sweat, but Victor

to

back to normal, he finally let her go. “Go take a shower; I’ll get you some

but as soon as her feet hit the floor, her knees gave out. The world spun, and before she hit the

teasing. “Legs giving out already? I

huffed, “Having a fever feels like running a marathon; my legs are

her into

dressed, Silas was waiting outside while the maids set the breakfast table. Soft porridge and

illness.

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stepped forward. “Hey, Dale’s

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