Chapter 347:
Initially, Lanny basked in contentment, savoring wine and reveling in the melodies that filled the air. But the
tranquility shattered as soon as Glenda returned home, unleashing a storm of confrontation upon him.
Impatiently, he inquired, “Are you out of your mind? It’s none of my concern whom you encounter at the
hospital.”
Glenda’s countenance darkened, her words slicing through the air with icy precision. “I crossed paths with that
madwoman.”
Impatiently, Lanny interjected, “Which madwoman exactly?” After a brief lapse, he snapped back to attention,
straightening his posture with newfound seriousness. “Who did you say you encountered?”
“Dorothy Conner, the very woman you've been searching for,” Glenda replied with a disdainful sneer. “Dorothy
has divulged to Elyse that I'm not her mother. Your worst fear is materializing.”
Undeterred, Lanny maintained his composure, chin held high. “She is simply not in her right mind. Does Elyse
truly believe her words?”
“Jayden has requested a maternity test,” Glenda revealed.
Lanny’s eyelids twitched, apprehension evident in his voice. “Did you agree to it?”
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Glenda nodded resignedly. “Refusal wasn’t an option. They've compelled me. | had no choice but to return to
you.”
Unable to find solace in his wine, Lanny placed the glass down, raking his hand through his hair in agitation.
Suddenly, a memory resurfaced. “Where is Dorothy?”
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Observing Lanny’s restlessness, Glenda took her treplenishing her glass with red wine. “She’s under care in
the emergency room. Originally on her deathbed, but we were careless and allowed her to flee.”
Lanny pondered silently. “Under care... If only she were no longer among the living, but her continued
existence... She must be eliminated.”
With a swift gulp of wine, Glenda regarded Lanny with chilling resolve. “Aren't you concerned that her continued
presence could spell trouble?”
Indeed, Lanny harbored no desire for Dorothy to further disrupt their lives by revealing their secrets. Pouring
herself another glass, Glenda continued, “I've contemplated it. Even if the maternity test disproves my
parenthood, Elyse need not know the truth of her lineage.”
Lanny nodded in agreement. “You're correct. Our priority is to deceive Elyse, ensuring she doesn’t dwell on this
matter. Then and only then can we be secure.”
Glenda and Lanny collaborated, pondering their next steps for hours. Three hours later, Peyton arrived at the
hospital with the maternity test report in hand
Elyse and Jayden were in a private room, keeping watch over the old lady, Dorothy.
Despite being transported out of the operating room, Dorothy's condition deteriorated, necessitating the use of a
ventilator as her body struggled to cope. She now resembled a yellow leaf clinging to a branch in autumn, devoid
of vitality, on the verge of drifting away to decay upon the earth.
Elyse lifted her gaze as Peyton approached, her eyes filled with anticipation. “Has the report been released?” she
inquired.
Peyton solemnly nodded, passing the test report to Elyse.
With bated breath, Elyse scanned the document, her heart racing as she reached the final verdict. It read: “After
careful consideration, it is concluded that Glenda Lloyd and Elyse Lloyd are not biologically related.”
A wave of realization washed over Elyse, leaving her feeling adrift in a sea of uncertainty. “She’s not my
mother,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Peyton was overcwith a twinge of sorrow. The revelation left him utterly astonished; what he had casually
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be true.
The news struck Elyse like a heavy blow, her eyes rimmed with red from tears shed. She felt as lost as a solitary
deer wandering through the forest, suddenly devoid of the maternal bond she had always known, uncertain of
her path forward.
Elyse’s eyes, simultaneously clear and confused, stirred a sense of guilt within Peyton. “In light of the current
report, this appears to be the case,” Peyton said reluctantly, bracing himself for the response.
Receiving an affirmative reply, Elyse’s vulnerability deepened. Seeking solace, she reached for Jayden’s hand.
With a reassuring grip, Jayden comforted her. “Compose yourself first. We'll meet with the couple later and seek
clarification.”
Lost in her tumultuous emotions, Elyse remained oblivious to everything else. Only Peyton discerned the chilling
undertone in Jayden’s words.
Silently shaking his head, Peyton realized the impending ordeal awaiting the Lloyd couple. “I need to use the
restroom,” Elyse announced abruptly, rising from her seat and striding out of the ward towards the restroom.
Peyton was taken aback. Gesturing towards the bathroom within the ward, he queried, “Isn't there a bathroom
here? Why did she opt for the one outside?”
Jayden was momentarily at a loss for words. “She’s seeking a moment of respite outdoors, not just a restroom
break.”