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Chapter 411

Chapter 411 A Battle of Conscience

The last time, Rina had plucked a few strands of Sonia’s hair and used some of it as the DNA test sample. She kept the remaining ones in the event that she needed them in the future. More importantly, she had used a small barret to keep those strands of hair in place, carefully arranging it among her own hair so that she could use them whenever she needed—just like how she had done so earlier.

That was the reason why she rejected Toby’s offer to help conceal her identity in the first place; she thought that her plans were all foolproof now that she had Sonia’s hair at her own disposal.

What Rina never expected was Zane to thwart her plans when he brought Hal and Greta over. And now that Sonia had asked to conduct a DNA test to see if Rina was biologically related to the wretched couple, she was subsequently backed into a corner.

She was Hal’s biological daughter after all and one DNA test was all it would take to expose her as a fraud. With that in mind, there was no way she would offer her own hair as a test sample now, much less allow her blood to be drawn for the same purpose.

That being said, Titus had the few strands of Sonia’s hair that Rina passed off as her own previously. If she were to ask him to use some of those as the sample for the DNA test she was about to do with Hal and Greta, surely the test results would illustrate that she was not their biological daughter. However, it would only arouse everyone’s confusion as to why she refused to pluck her own hair on the spot and possibly cause them to suspect that there was something wrong with the hair sample she had given earlier.

Therefore, Rina was caught between a rock and a hard place. What should I do?

She was still biting on her lip as she tried to come up with plausible ways to save herself when she sensed a pointed gaze on her. When she looked up and met Toby’s dark obs, it felt like she was looking at her salvation in that instant, thereby her relief glimmering in her eyes.

He had said before that he could help her to conceal her identity and she prayed that his offer was still good.

Taking a leap of faith, she inhaled a deep breath and shot a desperate look of plea at him.

Toby’s eyes shone as he realized what she was asking of him. The courage she had to run a DNA test alongside Titus came from Sonia’s hair, but now she won’t even pluck her own hair to see if it matches Hal and Greta’s DNA. And now, she’s asking me for help instead. Comprehension dawned upon him as he nodded, agreeing to grant her this favor.

Rina let out a sigh of relief before the fear that threatened to suffocate her began to wane. A smile broke out on her face as she quipped, “Got it, Dad. I’ll pluck a few strands now.”

With that, she tugged on her hair with force and plucked a few strands from her scalp before readily handing them over to Titus. “Here you go, Dad.”

He took them without saying anything; then, he asked his assistant for a couple of zip-lock bags to store the samples. When that was done, Titus glanced over at Zane and Sonia smugly, “See? Rina has willingly given up strands of her hair as samples and now, it’s your turn to do so.”

“Zane,” Sonia called out.

a few strands of their own hair, thereafter placing

few other facilities and have them run the DNA tests,” he declared before

whole process. Who knows if you lot will pull some

it took to prove that Taylor wasn’t Titus’ biological daughter and refused to entertain the

his head close to Sonia’s ear to say, “There’s no point waiting around here. I’ll have someone set up a

did not object to this and

to sit here either. The longer she did so,

to open a lounge for them, thereafter wheeling Sonia in. As for the others anxiously waiting for the test results, they didn’t

of water for Sonia and

where it was. Her fingers quivered as

he chuckled lightly and took

away while

Toby’s grip was tight, and tried as she might to pull away, Sonia frowned when she realized

a low voice. “If you do, the glass of

snapped, her lips pressing into

hand and didn’t release his grip until he was sure she had a

her hand, she snorted indignantly and pointed out, “As if. I’m not a

amusement. “Right, you’re not a kid.” However, even as he said this, he thought about how she would always remain as that kid who penned everything in her letters

making a phone call,” he added as he rose to his

of water; then,

out of the lounge and closed the door behind him. A dark look passed over his face

Fuller,” Tom greeted on the other

down and see which DNA testing facilities he’s going to. I

answered with a firm

out from his pocket. He slid one out gracefully and lit it, thereafter taking an indulgent drag while

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