Chapter 972 The Manipulative Scheme
“Yes, Danny confirmed.
The samples we received included one from an adult and one from a child. A comparison of the adult and child DNA confirmed a biological relationship. Furthermore, the DNA of the adult matched that in the database, belonging to Cherise.”
Sebastian finished speaking calmly, a teasing glint in his eyes as he glanced at Danny. “Considering Mr. Parker’s years of experience at the DNA identification center, one would expect a higher level of professionalism when fabricating such stories, wouldn’t you agree?”
Danny pursed his lips, diligently wiping the sweat from his brow. “Very well… We will issue the identification report in accordance with Mr. Weiss’s statement.”
“Mr. Weiss, I trust you will honor your word…” Danny reminded him earnestly.
“I understand, I understand,” the impatient man waved dismissively. “You may leave.”
“How long until we receive the identification results?” Danny inquired, still wiping away his perspiration.
“Approximately three days,” Danny replied, wiping sweat off his face.
“Excellent,” Sebastian remarked with a light smile. “Three days should suffice.”
“What are you up to again?”
Upon exiting the ward, Danny found himself in a daze, only to bump into Yolanda, who was carrying a basket of fruits.
“Ms. Weiss,” he greeted her quickly before hurrying away.
Observing Danny’s departure with concern, Yolanda placed the fruit basket beside Sebastián. “Why did he leave with red eyes?”
Sebastian accepted the fruits gracefully, beginning to eat. “He was likely moved by my words, shedding tears of gratitude.”
Yolanda rolled her eyes. “You didn’t threaten him again, did you?”
Sebastian raised his hand in a solemn gesture. “I swear, I merely looked out for his son’s well- being this time.”
Yolanda regarded him skeptically before taking a seat nearby. “Dad and I are leaving tomorrow,” she informed him.
Balance:
1 Coins =
478 +0
1 Pearls
not advantageous to anyone, Yolanda relayed, her voice tinged with resignation.
She sighed, recalling how her father had previously expressed those sentiments to her. “Dad- is rather disappointed in your lack of ambition,” she continued.
He believes that what belongs to others is rightfully theirs, and forcibly taking it will incur divine retribution.”
“Is that so?”
Sebastian’s smile widened, his expression playful and unbounded. “I simply don’t subscribe to such nonsense.”
“Since my youth, my mother instilled in me the belief that if you desire something, you must fight for it,” Sebastian explained.
“If fighting proves futile, then you steal it. And if stealing isn’t an option…”
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed, his smile taking on a more menacing edge. “If even theft fails, then you destroy it.”
He lowered his gaze, idly toying with his fingers. The smile on his lips sent shivers down one’s spine. “Destroy her so that she belongs to no one so that all that remains is a memory.”
“Then it’s only fair,” Sebastian concluded coolly.
“Since her heart isn’t with me, why should I keep her?”
On that particular day, Sebastian had no intentions of inflicting harm upon Cherise. It was merely a test.
Prior to her arrival, he had contemplated various outcomes.
If she consented, he would choose to honor her wishes, biding his time until she and Damien were entirely estranged before claiming her in a more romantic setting.
He would exert force if she resisted, compelling her to be with him using indisputable facts.
However, he hadn’t anticipated Cherise’s defiance to the bitter end.
He could discern that when he tore away her clothing, she had resigned herself to death.
This realization stoked his fury and drove him to madness.
Throughout his life, Sebastian had always achieved his desires with calculated steps, never failing to attain them.
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