Unfazed, Brian collected the hair, replying, “Ah, must be the light playing tricks. My mistake.”
Kyson glanced skeptically at the overhead light, inwardly chiding Brian’s supposedly failing vision
despite his youth.
Exiting the elevator, they stepped onto the VIP level.
Brian guided Kyson to Lyndon’s hospital room.
“Lyndon, are you doing okay? Can you tell me how the car accident happened?”
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With a look of worry, Kyson approached the bedside.
Lyndon offered a reassuring smile.
“I’m fine. What brings you here?”
“I was here to visit a classmate and ran into Brian at the entrance.
He filled me in on your accident,” Kyson explained.
Lyndon’s gaze drifted to Brian inadvertently.
Brian was busy extracting strands of hair from Rosalynn.
After securing two strands, he signaled for Edwin to leave.
Could Brian be scheming to compare Rosalynn’s and Kyson’s DNA? Lyndon pondered, casting a
glance at Kyson.
Meanwhile, outside, Brian entrusted the strands of hair from Kyson and Rosalynn to Edwin.
“Edwin, make your way to Wragos immediately and locate a credible lab for DNA testing. You must
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Sensing the gravity in Brian’s voice, Edwin accepted the task.
“Mr. Hughes, these are…”
“They’re samples from Rosalynn and Kyson.”
Edwin, slightly taken aback, surmised the implication.
Yet, he refrained from further comment, pocketed the samples, and hurried off.
Brian peered once more into the room, then made his way downstairs.
He had to buy some food for Lyndon!
Back in the room, Kyson was taken aback to learn that Lyndon had risked himself to thwart a mad
driver aiming for Rosalynn.