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The fact that she was tested with Gia, only for Gabriel to immediately suggest Sylvia was Gia's daughter—it all seemed

too well-prepared, making her deeply suspicious.

Old Mr. Quintin tried to soothe her. “Evelyn, you're upset right now, which is why you're letting your imagination run wild.”

Evelyn looked at Old Mr. Quintin, a dark glint in her eyes. Before, whenever she spoke about Sylvia, he had always believed her.

But now, before the test was even done, he was already starting to favor Sylvia.

Old Mr. Quintin continued, “Don’t worry. Even if you're not my biological granddaughter, you can still stay in this home, and you

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can still callGrandpa.”

Hearing that Old Mr. Quintin had changed the form of address, Evelyn's heart sank further, but she forced a smile. “Thank you...

Grandpa. You're so good to me.”

Old Mr. Quintin smiled kindly. “We've grown fond of each other, you and I. If you want to find your parents, Grandpa will help you. If

you don’t, then this is your home.”

Evelyn was moved to tears, nodding repeatedly. Then she asked worriedly, “But what if Sylvia really is Gia's daughter? Will she

letstay?”

Old Mr. Quintin chuckled. “If she's really a Quintin, she'll be just as kind as her mother. Why wouldn't she have room for you?”

Evelyn managed a small smile, but a chill spread through her heart.

She didn't dare say anything more against Sylvia. All she could do was hope that tomorrow's test results would be the sas

today's.

Gabriel dropped Sylvia off at her apartment building. As she prepared to get out, she said, “Thank you for the ride.”

“Just a thank you?” Gabriel glanced at the darkened sky outside. “It’s late. You should invitein for dinner.”

Sylvia settled back into her seat. “Alright. What would you like to eat?”

“Anything you make is fine,” the man said.

Sylvia met his gaze for a few seconds. “All | have is instant noodles.”

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