He told Mark about the results of the report, but Mark seemed skeptical. It could be that Mark had been mentally prepared to find out that Alejandro was actually Ethan, hence the skepticism when he heard of the test results.After thinking about it for a while, Jackson contacted the nurse that had helped him to obtain the blood samples and said, “Did anything happen while you were helping me retrieve the blood samples?”The nurse replied after a moment, “Yes, a man bumped into me. He was a tall man with a slender figure, quite handsome, who is normally with Alejandro. But the blood sample was still in my pocket when I reached out and felt it. I don’t suppose there could be something wrong? Why did you ask me to get Alejandro’s blood sample? Now that I’ve done it for you, shouldn’t you be buying me dinner?”Jackson was dumbfounded. There was no way he could buy her a meal; he was handling some serious business, not courting ladies. “It’s nothing important. Remember, you mustn't tell
After a moment, Don Smith put down the folder and looked at Mark without batting an eyelid. “Mr. Tremont, what’s the meaning of this? I don’t know this man. Who is he to you?”Mark casually tapped on the table with his long fingernail, but his eyes flashed a hint of coldness. His thin lips raised as he spoke. “My father’s bastard.”Don Smith’s heart throbbed in pain as he got slightly agitated, but he retained a straight face and ignored the pain to not prevent any slip ups. “So, this Ethan Connor… He’s your family? Never would I expect that the Tremonts would have a bastard in this area. You would probably know why he disappeared in South Africa, wouldn’t you? Are you… suspecting that he’s alive and has returned here?”Mark snorted emotionlessly. “I’ve recently learned that your grandson, Alejandro, was with Ethan at the same location and had an incident at the same time as well. I never knew that it was public knowledge that Alejandro was a cripple, but now, it seems like there ha
Don Smith’s anger gradually subsided as he listened to what Alonso said. He was right; there were no cowards in the Tremont family, even if he was a bastard. He never would have thought that the person who had pretended to be his grandson was originally a Tremont, but this revelation wasn’t a bad thing to him.When Mark returned home, he did an unprecedented thing. Instead of heading for the shower straight away, he rushed to his study to call Jacson. “I’ve just gotten back from the Smith estate to interrogate Don Smit. He did react when he saw the file on Ethan. I was also able to discern from his behaviour that he knows that the current Alejandro is a fake but chooses to accept and conceal the truth. This could also mean that the real Alejandro Smith is possibly dead. Now that the current Alejandro Smith is under the protection of the Smiths, it won’t be easy to confirm if he really is Ethan.Jackon’s reply was more of a whisper as he said, “Are you serious? Have the Smiths really
When he got into his car, he drove directly to the civil affairs office. Tiffany sat beside him restlessly, her hands constantly moving, fiddling with everything she saw while tidying her hair occasionally. Suddenly, she noticed that the glove compartment wasn’t tightly shut through the edge of her eyes, and she saw a piece of paper partially sticking out. She reached out to open up the glove compartment and pull out the piece of paper. Jackson braked immediately without warning, causing her to hit her head unprepared.In a flash, she had made out a few words on the piece of paper—“Paternity Test.”Before she could take a better look, Jackson had snatched the report away from her. “Y-you… Don’t touch my stuff…”Tiffany flinched and looked at him, her suspicions growing when he evaded her gaze. “What do you mean? Haven’t I always touched your stuff whenever I wanted to? What have I not touched yet? Jackson West, what is with that paternity test? Whose is it? If you don’t tell me ever
When they left the civil affairs office after collecting their marriage certificate, Tiffany delightfully put the red booklet into her handbag with care. “Such a good day today. Shall we go somewhere nice for lunch?”Jackson rubbed his ear, which was still throbbing in pain. “Sure, as long as you’re happy, we’ll do whatever you want…”She glared at him. “What do you mean by as long as I’m happy? Does that mean you dislike eating with me? I’m telling you now, Jackson West, don’t pull your face in front of me constantly. If you’re not happy about something, say it. Don’t make it look like I’m always pushing you around! If my daughter turns out to be ugly from all the times you’ve had me stare at your gloomy face, I’m blaming you for it!”Jackson did not dare to neglect her warnings and immediately carried her into the car. “Alright, alright, I’m smiling now, ok? Let’s go and eat whatever you want for lunch. I’m not unhappy. Spending time with you is the best thing that could happen to
Don Smith dismissed everyone else from the ward. “Mark Tremont came to see me last night.”Alejandro tensed on the bed. “So?”Don Smith stared fixedly at him. “You’re one of the Tremonts, aren’t you? But Mark Tremont won’t let you live. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have ended up in Nafaeth with the real Alejandro, then assumed his identity.”“What are you trying to imply?” Alejandro replied in a non-committal manner. “I have no intention of hiding my past. However, I see no need to mention it. The Tremonts and I have nothing to do with each other.”The old man clicked his tongue. “Are you that unfeeling? After everything that Mark has done to you, you’ve never considered taking everything that belongs to you? When the time comes, both the Tremonts and Smiths will be yours. Don’t you have any ambition?”Alejandro suddenly smiled. “I’m aware that the Smiths were once involved with the Tremonts, but they’ve parted ways long ago and everyone has been minding their own business. You just wa
Alejandro gave no reply. He knew that Tiffany didn’t love him anymore. He had missed out on three years, which was equivalent to an entire lifetime. He would have to use the rest of his life to make up for letting her down over the past three years. He just simply refused to believe that the girl whose eyes were once filled with him and him alone had fallen in love with another man, just like she had once loved him. He just couldn’t accept it… He didn’t want to sever their connection. He would rather give everything up and have her instead. Was that so wrong?One month later.Alenjandro’s surgery was complete and he had returned to the manor. He had lived the life of a convict throughout the entire month. He was under surveillance by Don Smith’s men at all times. They weren’t just watching him, but also taking precautions against Mark’s men to prevent them from finding proof of his identity as Ethan.During this time, Don Smith stayed in the capital and personally managed busine
Melanie opted against telling Don Smith about her pregnancy. She forced a resolute smile on her face. “I’ll take good care of Alex, grandfather. I’ll definitely help speed up his recovery. I’m not good with managing business, so we’ll have to trouble you for the time being. Get an early night’s rest. I can take it from here.”Don Smith nodded, feeling pleased. Then he turned around and left.Melanie put her sadness away and carefully asked, “Shall I help you with your bath?”Alejandro glanced at her still-flat belly. “Tell Jett to do it.”She gritted her teeth. “What’s wrong? I can’t look at your body now? You’ve never tried to hide it before.”He didn’t answer. Instead, he drove the wheelchair to the bedroom door. “Jett!”Jett pushed the door open and walked in, but when he saw the ashen look on Melanie’s face, he was shocked. He paused and said, “Sir, Don Smith has summoned me. Please excuse me.”The atmosphere turned cold. A short while later, Melanie let out a soft scoff and