Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 586 We’ll Just Have To Do A DNA Test!

Queenie was so sure that her birth daughter was Julie because she had gone to look for Allison more than once!

She wanted from Allison the truth of the incident back then!

Allison, irritated by Queenie's incessant pestering, said mockingly," Queenie, when you delivered your daughter back then, she was lacking oxygen and was blue and purple all over. She didn't even cry or make a sound, and we thought that she was dead. That was why we tossed her out into the dumpster near the clinic. It was so cold, and even if the baby were alive, she would have been killed by the weather..." i

At that moment, Queenie had the urge to kill Allison!

Why did they not wait for Queenie to regain consciousness, so that she could see her baby at least once?

Why were they so cruel to toss her baby into a dumpster, even though she had almost died giving birth to it?

Seeing Queenie discreetly wiping away her tears, Shakira knew that she was not in a stable emotional state. She turned to speak to the middle- aged woman. "Mrs. Anderson, can you tell us the details of how you found Julie back then?"

Shakira helped Mrs. Anderson stand up, and they walked in front of Queenie. The lady kept kneading her hands, and she seemed very anxious.

She was about the same age as Queenie and Shakira. However, thanks to years of menial labor, the wrinkles on the corners of her eyes were very deep, and half of her hair was white. Her hands were dry and coarse.

Uneasily, Mrs. Anderson started speaking in a thick country accent. "Ah...

Ah'm not sure what to say..."

Queenie held Mrs. Anderson's hands tightly and asked agitatedly, "Can you tell me how you discovered Julie in the dumpster? Please be as detailed as possible."

Queenie's fair, tender, and well-manicured hands were a stark contrast to

Mrs. Anderson’s coarse hands.

Anderson wanted to pull away, but Queenie held

Eventually, she began to stammer, "Ah... Ah need to think about it carefully. That day, just as usual, me and my husband went to set up our stall at the market. When we walked past a clinic in

almost five years, and we've never had a child of our own. We couldn't figure out why, even though we went for treatment many times. Nothing's ever worked for us. We've given up, and we're planning on adopting a child so

Anderson looked at Julie

was filled with love and care, but there was an inexplicable hint of

husband had treated

were poor, but they had given their daughter their best while raising her. They lived

Anderson's head was lowered as he smoked his pipe. He was also in

found her,

already aware of her

fact that Mr. and Mrs. Anderson were not her birth parents. That

Mrs. Anderson tried to convince her that she should look for her birth parents when she grew older. Julie

Mrs. Anderson were

their savings to look

turned out to be fruitless. Mrs.

that her birth parents were nowhere to be found, she stopped

a spendthrift after that. She also became

as usual. She was their precious daughter after

to Mrs. Anderson's story, Julie walked in front of Queenie. She kneaded her hands, her sparkling eyes blinked, and she asked timidly," Are...

a bespoke suit-dress, which accentuated her slender body and made her look noble. At first glance, Julie could tell that Queenie was a very wealthy woman who lived

at Queenie closely, Julie thought that she

before, but