The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

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…

right–once that test was done,

Artemis hissed. “I already promised her I’d go back to Black Mountain, and she still

“Tessa?”

father on. When I get the chance, she’ll regret it for

rest of her life.”

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dripped with venom; she wanted nothing more than to

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

got back–must’ve been the cold mountain air that made it

under the covers, rubbing her nose. “Can you not

Victor lifted a brow.

too hot!” she complained,

was warm, she’d be grateful for it; but the room wasn’t cold now, and being wrapped up in his arms under

“Funny, you were the one begging me to hold you last night;

“It’s hot,” Tessa grumbled.

She was drenched in sweat, but Victor didn’t seem to care;

palm came to rest

finally let her go. “Go take a shower; I’ll

world spun, and before she hit the ground, a strong hand caught her by the waist

low and teasing. “Legs giving out already? I

a fever feels like

her

while the maids set the breakfast table. Soft porridge and light side dishes–simple food suited for someone recovering from

illness.

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them, Silas stepped