Chapter 125Arielle’s drowsiness dissipated. She jumped right off the bed and approached Carter. “Are the results
out yet?” “Yeah.” Carter nodded as he regarded Arielle with mixed feelings. “Don’t mind me asking, but
apart from your own hair, does the other sample… belong to your father Henrick Southall?” Arielle
nodded. “Yes. That’s right.” Carter looked troubled. “The results… I’m not sure how to put this, but you
should take a look at it for yourself.”
noveldramaArielle was quite mystified when she received the report, and appeared flummoxed when she finished
scrutinizing it. It said that her genetic type did not match that of the other report, which meant to say
that Henrick was not her biological father. “This… How…” The rosiness that returned to Arielle’s face
after her rest seemed to have turned ashen again. One reason why she did a paternity test was
because Vinson had asked about it twice.
Another stemmed from a vengeful impulse which arisen from her disappointment with Henrick. In her
own heart, she had never doubted that he was her birth father, so the contents of the report came to
her as a bolt out of the blue. She had thought Henrick to be her only remaining blood relation but
unexpectedly, even he was not. Who exactly am I then? If not for the grains of childhood memories she
had retained, she was almost beginning to believe that she might not even be Arielle Moore.
At the side, Vinson, who also saw what was written on the report, felt it unexpected. Nevertheless, he
thought it logical as well. It seemed inconceivable to him how a flaw-riddled man like Henrick who bore
not one sliver of virtue could have had an almost perfect daughter like Arielle.
Not that he thought Arielle was actually perfect. It was just an impartial appraisal. Moreover, when
Maureen was around, rumors were abound within the Jadeborough circle… Vinson scrutinized Arielle’s
expression before he spoke, “Don’t be so upset, as this may not necessarily be a bad thing.”
An anemic looking Arielle bit her lip. “I’m not upset… It’s just that I don’t know how I should feel about
this. If I’m not his biological daughter, then could my mother still be my own birth mother?” Carterfollowed up right after Arielle. “Would you like to see the other report?” Arielle looked up at Carter, a
little surprised. “The other report?”
He then passed along the paternity report he had in his hand. Arielle read the header and discovered
that it had her mother’s and her own name written on it. “A paternity test report for my mother and
myself?” “Yes,” Carter said. “We’ve kept your mother’s blood samples like we do with the rest of our
hospital’s VIP clientele, in case of emergencies.
I was just as surprised at the results of the test between Henrick and yourself, so I took the liberty of
having my guys do one for your mother and you.” Arielle could feel her own heart-rate pick up. If it
turned out that even her mother was not her own, then she would have lost all purpose returning here.
Even her existence would become devoid of meaning.
She was apprehensive about reading the conclusion of this report, and took a deep drawl before she
mustered the courage to do so. The statement of results was as follows: The alleged mother cannot be
excluded as the biological parent of the tested child. Based on the analysis as listed above, the
probability of paternity is ninety-nine point nine percent.