Chapter 15 The Paternity Test Results 

Roslyn’s voice was small, so Yasmin didn’t hear it. 

After Roslyn finished her explanation, Bridget asked coldly, “Now, can I go?” 

Roslyn hurriedly took Bridget’s hand and replied sincerely, “Ms. Cole, can you stay a little longer? Just two hours!” 

Jeremy said, “Yes, wait a while.” 

He wanted to wait for the paternity test results to come out and fight this woman for custody of the children. 

Seeing this, Royce rushed over to Hayden and handed him the Transformer. “Hayden, here you are. Can you tell your mom not to leave?” 

Hayden looked down at the Transformer and couldn’t let go of it. He looked at Bridget eagerly, “Mommy, can we play here a little longer?” 

Bridget was speechless. 

Hayden had just been wronged. She didn’t want to spoil his fun, so she could only nod her head. 

Yasmin was simply furious. She was about to kick them out. How could this happen all of a sudden? 

Roslyn dragged Jeremy to the side and said in a lowered voice, “In order to avoid accidents, I will personally go to the lab to get the results. You must keep Ms. Cole and the two children.” 

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Jeremy nodded solemnly. 

By the time Roslyn made an excuse to go out with Nigel’s DNA sample, the others were sitting in the living room. 

Jeremy didn’t even look at the brat. He only looked happily at his 

“genius daughter” Kristy in the corner, who had opened her big school bag and was pulling out its contents. 

A book called General Relativity. 

A book called Quantum Mechanics. 

A 17th-order Rubik’s Cube. 

And a box of 24 bottles of strange drinks. They were exquisitely packaged but unlabeled, presumably homemade. 

Jeremy inquired, “What are these?” 

Kristy didn’t say anything while Hayden explained, “These are special supplements Mommy made for me and Kristy!” 

Hayden took out two bottles of it, looked at the Transformer in his hand, and thought for a moment. He then took out another one and said to Royce, “This is for you!” 

Royce’s eyes lit up when he heard it was made by Bridget. “OK.” 

Yasmin looked at them and clenched her fists in hatred. She suddenly stared at the bottles of drinks, a flash of malice in her eyes. 

Sooner or later, something would happen if she didn’t kill these two kids. 

Yasmin thought, “Bridget, you forced me to do so.” 

Two hours later. 

“Mr. Royce! What’s wrong? Doctor! Doctor!” 

Bridget was resting with her eyes closed when she suddenly heard a cry of alarm. She opened her eyes and saw that the three children who had been lively just a moment ago were all foaming at the mouth and convulsing. 

They were poisoned. 

Royce and Kristy were already unconscious. Only Hayden, the healthiest one, was still conscious. He was curled up, sweating. His face was pale as he covered his stomach and rolled on the ground. 

Bridget rushed over to him. She held Hayden with one hand and checked him while reaching for Kristy with the other… 

At that moment, a group of family doctors of the Moyer family rushed in. 

The attending doctor said, “You two, come with me to ch*ck on Mr. Royce, and you four go ch*ck on the other two kids…” 

As soon as the words came out, Yasmin roared, “Why should you care about those two bastards? Can you not tell who is the most important? Quickly ch*ck on Royce. He is Nigel’s son, the young master of the Moyer family. If anything happens to him, Nigel will not let you go!” 

The doctors froze and all gathered around Royce. 

Bridget scowled, but she didn’t have time to argue with them. The two children were at stake. 

“Here’s the suds!” 

The nanny quickly brought in several large pots of suds to pump the 

children’s stomachs. Someone was about to bring a pot to Bridget’s side when Yasmin immediately ordered, “Bring all the suds here. If 

anything happens to Royce, will you be able to bear the 

responsibility?” 

Bridget said coolly, “You’ve already got seven or eight pots of it on your side.” 

“Not enough. We have to prepare more for Royce.” Yasmin looked fiercely at the nanny. “Don’t forget whose maid you are.” 

The nanny hesitated for a moment and obediently brought the pot over. 

For a while, the situations on the two sides of the room were completely different. 

On one side, Royce was lying on the couch with the doctors and nannies all around him, and on the other side, the other two children could only lie on the floor with Bridget around them. 

Bridget’s heart was filled with uncontrollable anger. She could only press a few points on Hayden’s b*dy first to ease his pain. 

Hayden’s huddled b*dy finally stopped twitching, but his shoulders. gradually shook. 

Bridget picked him up, only to realize that the little guy was actually crying. He sobbed, “Mom, aren’t Kristy and I Daddy’s children? Why didn’t they treat us?” 

Bridget lowered her gloomy eyes. 

She took Hayden’s pulse to ch*ck his condition. 

At that moment, a doctor cried out, “The poison is Nepenthe. All three children drank the extract of Nepenthe.” 

Hearing this, the crowd gasped. 

A voice with anxiety and coldness came from the doorway. 

“Now that you have the results, why don’t you quickly detoxify them?” 

Nigel received the news and rushed back. 

The panicked Moyer family seemed to have a backbone. 

A doctor explained, “This kind of poison is now used for weeding. It’s so powerful that just one mouthful of it is fatal. What’s more, there’s no antidote at all.” 

Nigel frowned, looking oppressive. “There must be a way. Hurry up and think of it!” 

After a moment of silence, the attending doctor of the Moyer family’s medical team said, “A few years ago, Dr. Z developed an antidote. It can save the children if they take it within half an hour.” 

Nigel sighed in relief. 

But the next moment, he heard the attending doctor sigh, “But I only have one pill of it in my collection.” 

The room abruptly fell silent. 

Everyone looked at the two children in the corner. 

Yasmin’s eyes flashed and suddenly shouted, “Give it to Royce!” 

“On what ground?” Bridget stared at Nigel. “You don’t care about my children?” 

“Bridget, the poison was from the drinks you gave them. I know you hate me, but how could you go so far as to kill my child at the cost of 

your children’s lives? What are these children to you?” 

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Yasmin bit her l*p. “And you have two children. Even if the antidote were given to you, you wouldn’t know which one to save. We might as well give it to Royce.” 

Yasmin looked at Nigel and said word for word, “Royce is your son.” 

“Shut up!” 

Nigel frowned. 

He looked at the two children in the corner, and his eyes finally landed on the pale Royce… 

He loved those two kids, yet Royce was his son. 

There was only one antidote pill. 

Any parent had only one choice at this point. 

The attending doctor urged, “Mr. Moyer, please hurry up and make your choice. If we delay any longer, it will be too late.” 

Nigel didn’t understand why he, who was always ruthless, would hesitate for a moment, but then he said with a firm gaze, “Give it to Royce.” 

The attending doctor took out the pill, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. 

In a flash, Bridget snatched the pill from his hand. 

Yasmin screamed shrilly, “Bridget, what are you doing?” 

Bridget looked at Nigel and said in a raspy voice, “You really don’t believe that both of them are your children? Are you sure that you 

want to give Royce the antidote?” 

Her pretty eyes were angry. 

Nigel sulked. “Ms. Cole, there’s nothing wrong with me using my family doctor’s antidote to save my son! Of course, I understand your feelings. I will ask the best doctors to treat your two children.” 

Bridget sneered, “The antidote can be given to Royce, but as a condition, I want you to take paternity tests with the two kids.” 

“OK.”” 

Bridget put the pill in her hand into Royce’s mouth and then looked at Yasmin. She knew that the children must have been poisoned by Yasmin. Today she would make Yasmin pay with her life. 

At that moment, Roslyn finally strode in the door. She glared at Nigel. “No need. The test results are already out!”