"You just believe that?" Jayden asked, holding the file in front of Elena's face. "Have you forgotten that I have Juan?" he said with a lopsided smile, then threw the file to the floor as if it were just trash. Elena laughed dryly and glared at Jayden. "Juan is not your son, just so you know." The smile that had been there gradually faded. "What do you mean?" Jayden's brow furrowed in confusion. Elena brought out another piece of evidence that made him, for some reason, feel genuine hatred for Jayden for the first time. Perhaps it was because he was already so disappointed. "Juan, Hans's son, is not your son, Jayden," Elena said like a thunderclap. Jayden's ears suddenly rang. His brain was still trying to process what Elena had said and what he had read. "N-no," Jayden shook his head in disbelief. His face was pale. "This is impossible," he said, looking back and forth between Elena and the letter in his hand. "But it's the truth. You are not Juan's father," Elena said, f
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