Test Of The Twins Novels & Stories

Ten minutes later, in an empty examination room, Marcus showed her the DNA results. The doctor’s face went pale. “Where did you get this?” “Doesn’t matter. Is it accurate?” She nodded slowly. “I ran the tests myself. Neither twin is the father. I was going to tell Judith once she was stronger, but…” Marcus’s voice was rough. “Who else knows?” “Only me. And whoever ordered the test.” “Ethan,” Marcus muttered. He thanked her and left quickly, heart pounding. The timeline fit too perfectly. That night in the Thompson mansion. Judith’s tears. His own weakness.

A DNA test was not even necessary because anyone could tell that Michael was not the father. “What is this? Is there some kind of mistake?” Winona bellowed at the nurse. “These are the twins that Ms. Serena delivered,” said the nurse. “They’re preemies, but they’re healthy. This one is 4.8 pounds and this one is 4.6 pounds.” Michael looked at the stunned Winona and asked, “Dr. Harris, are you still trying to call me the father of these two babies?” “Impossible! This is impossible!” Winona looked as pale as paper. She looked at Michael who was showing a faint grin.

My hand kept shaking as I held the pregnancy test. Two pink lines stared back at me, clear and undeniable. My back pressed against the bathroom door as I tried to breathe. Outside, I could hear heavy footsteps pacing around restlessly and low voices, filled with tension thick enough to cut. I closed my eyes for one second, before opening the door. Both twins stopped moving the moment I stepped out. Dominic stood on the left, his arms crossed, and jaw tight. Dante leaned against the wall on the right, his eyes sharp and restless. They looked at the test in my hand, then at my face.

Zeke snapped. “THE TWINS ARE ON THE INTERNET!”

Sophia soothed me through our bond. “I can’t tell you, Derek, because I have never seen anything like this before. No one should know about this yet. We need to run some tests and we will have to keep a close eye on the twins and Soph. You are going to have to have a scan each day.” Tim was talking fast, and I was finding it hard to keep up with him. There was a gentle pull on my shirt. “Babe. Can you believe this? We have twins.”

“I was just about to call you…um, did you happen to see the paternity test results?” “Yes, and they’re completely messed up!” I declared. “Both Grayson and Lee got ninety-nine percent probability!” “Yes…and there’s a reason for that.” He assured me. “And that is?” “Scarlett, your twins have different fathers. The results are correct. Both Grayson and Lee are the father.”

"How were the last results of her blood tests?" "Still no trace of the poison. With as much research as Doctor Mikka and I have been doing, we still have no idea how it happened, but I think it's safe to say we can end the testing now. I would, however, like to test the twins when they are born. To be safe." He says, and we both agree quickly. "We would only need to take a small amount from both of them instead of the two tubes we have been taking from you." "Do you think it's affecting them?" I ask, placing my hand on my belly, worried about my pups.

Deanna felt the pain in her heart as she tried not to take it personally. “What wasn’t done to them is a better question and to be honest I am not even sure of that.” She said as her eyes got hard. “Enough about the others are you here to see the twins?” “Yes.” Deanna said as her voice quaked a bit. “Now those two are different.” She said with a sigh. “The testing came back. Both have several copies that are the same in their genetics. The testing center actually had to call to make sure that samples were not mixed together because of their results.”

"Mr. Cole, can you confirm the blood-based DNA test was run without tampering?" Cole hesitated, then nodded. "Yes. We reran them five times." "Five times..." she repeated, then a small smirk tugged at her lips. "Mr. Cole, are you aware that my client, Aziel Grant, has an identical twin?” "I’ve recently been made aware." “Would you agree that identical twins have nearly indistinguishable DNA?” “For standard DNA testing, yes. It’s virtually impossible to tell them apart.” “Just to be clear… hypothetically, if it was my client’s identical twin who attacked Davian Foster and got injured during the assault, then the DNA in the blood found on Davian Foster’s shirt would still match my client’s, co

I admit, closing my eyes. “They used me for their own entertainment, and I got pregnant because of it. I want their plan to fail spectacularly on my supposed wedding day.” My explanation comes smoothly as I delve into the details of my revenge plan. Mira chimes in, telling me how her friend can help with the technological side as long as he has access to Sheryl’s social media, something I could easily help with. Headlights appear through the fog and, after a few moments, I recognize the BMW that Liam, or should I say Dominic, drives. After promising to email Mira all the information and the video evidence from tonight to her so she can pass it on to her hacker friend, I wish my friend a good