Azalea asked again, “They didn’t eat the food I brought over last night?” “No,” the nurse replied. “They threw out all of it.”
Azalea made a noise of assent. “Never mind. Getting the samples is enough. Are you sure that it’s the woman’s?” The nurse nodded. “I’m sure. Isn’t she Olivia Maxwell? I know her.”
“Okay. Here are the remaining funds.” Azalea pulled out a card from her purse as she spoke. “Oh, and how is the patient in the ICU on the 13th floor?”
The nurse answered, “I heard Dr. Wright say that the patient is now in stable condition and can be transferred to the normal ward in about three days.”
Azalea’s eyes narrowed. Entering the ICU would be difficult, so she would have to wait until the man had been transferred into the normal ward.
Without showing any visible emotion, she informed the nurse, “Keep an eye on him for me. When he has been transferred to the normal ward, give me a call because I want to see him. Don’t worry. I won’t let you do that for nothing.”
The nurse smiled. “Don’t worry, Azalea. These are all simple tasks. Might I ask who he is to you?”
“A friend of mine.” At that, the nurse commented, “No problem. I will tell you about it at once.” Azalea made a noise of assent and chatted briefly with her before they split up.
After leaving the restaurant, Azalea sent the DNA samples she had acquired from Olivia and the three children for testing. She prayed that the three kids were Olivia’s since she wanted to see if Eugene would want such a promiscuous woman.
Three days later, Azalea made contact with an assassin from Samuel Court in the evening. She was determined not to allow Cameron to live, not just because she was worried that he might talk about her ridiculous plan under Eugene’s interrogation tactics, but also because he had bullied her with the excuse of fancying her. Anyone else was welcome to such attention if they really wanted it, but Cameron had to die!
Logically, she had requested an expert from Christoff. Even if the attempt to kill Cameron didn’t succeed, the assassin might not be captured. However, she felt somewhat anxious and her heart was in her mouth.
After a night filled with worry, she didn’t receive any news from the assassin, so she didn’t know if he was alive or dead. She was about to call Christoff and ask him to contact his subordinate when another call from an unknown number came in.
Azalea frowned in suspicion, wondering who it was and whether to take the call or not. After some consideration, she eventually picked up.
An official-sounding voice came from the other end. “Hello, is this Azalea Namb? We are from the paternity testing facility of Summer City, and the report has been released. You may come to get it whenever you are available.”
She immediately agreed upon hearing that. “I’ll go there at once.” After hanging up, she was frozen to the spot, though her heart beat rapidly. After settling herself, she eventually got ready and went out. She successfully acquired the report at the facility before eagerly opening and reading it. However, she slowed down when she came to the last line, praying that the boys were Olivia’s children.
The heavens might have rewarded her for her sincerity since the last row of the report indicated that the paternity index was more than 99.99%, which made them potentially paternally related.
Azalea felt her brain freeze for a second and she read through the report again disbelievingly to ensure her eyes weren’t deceiving her or that she was dreaming. The children are really Olivia’s illegitimate children.
She hugged the report against her chest, feeling her tears coming. She knew that she still had a chance. If Eugene knew that the three children weren’t Olivia’s godchildren but her illegitimate children, Azalea refused to believe that he would want such a promiscuous woman by his side. Her excitement couldn’t subside and it was a while before she took out her phone to call Eugene.
When the call went through, she forced down her urge to sound mocking. “Eugene, I have something to tell you.”
