Chapter 810: As Domenic's words hung in the air, both Marissa and Connor turned to face him simultaneously.
With a heavy tone, Domenic remarked, "Mr. Daniels, do you recall when you were nineteen and suffered an injury that left you comatose for several days? It was a critical time; the doctors repeatedly warned us of your precarious condition." Connor nodded in acknowledgment.
Domenic pressed on. "During that period, your grandmother was terrified you might never awaken. She was desperate to ensure your lineage, so she reached out to an international sperm bank to preserve a sample of your sperm. Is it possible that someone has stolen it?" Connor's brow furrowed deeply as he asked, "Is this for real? How cI was never informed?" Domenic exhaled, a look of resignation on his face. "Perhaps after your recovery, your grandmother was too overjoyed to revisit such a painful chapter. It just never cup again." Massaging his temples, Connor felt a rush of disbelief over Arabella's extrmeasures. "Get in touch with that sperm bank now!" More updates in gal"Right away, Mr. Daniels," Domenic replied, immediately dispatching someone to investigate the matter.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA tense silence filled the room as they awaited the outcome. Connor's expression grew icy.
Marissa maintained a composed exterior, yet her heart was weighed down with concern; she kept her turmoil hidden beneath a placid facade.
Soon enough, Domenic returned with the investigation results. "Mr. Daniels, the sperm bank has confirmed that your sample was indeed stolen years ago. They feared you would sue them and chose not to disclose the breach..." "Bang!" Connor suddenly slammed his fist on the desk.
He took two deep breaths, his teeth clenched tightly, and commanded, "I want that sperm bank wiped off the map within two hours." "Yes, Mr. Daniels!" Domenic responded without hesitation, sending someone to enact Connor's revenge on the negligent facility.
Despite his actions against the organization, Connor's mind was plagued with further concerns.
It was clear that Lawrence and Lindsay had been conceived using his and Tiffany's genetic materials without his consent. His greatest fear now was that the culprits might use the remaining sperm to father more children.
The thought of potentially numerous offspring, each with different mothers scattered around the globe, drove him to the brink of madness.
Marissa, witnessing his turmoil, felt a surge of sympathy for him. She wanted to offer scomfort, yet words escaped her.
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After a lengthy silence, she finally spoke. "This is no tfor negativity or rage, What's cruciaris that we uncover the full extent of this situation." Connor, eyes shut, nodded in agreement as he fought to control his anger.
After a moment of quiet, he lifted his gaze to meet Marissa Conce more.
When he looked at her, a sudden thought struck him. He ventured, "You and Tiffany are identical twins, staring the sDNA. Are you absolutely certain that Lawrence and Lindsay's mother is Tiffany and not you?"