Eugene glanced at Curtis and opened the document before retrieving the paternity report. He perused it and confirmed that it was his paternity report with the Rogers siblings. Then,. his gaze fell on the conclusion, which showed that the probability of being their biological father was greater than 99.9 percent. In other words, he was their father.
They’re my children?! Eugene was startled for a moment. How is it possible that I’m their father? He pored over the report again and looked out for traces of forgery. He even suspected that someone had changed the result. “Did anyone else get their hands on the report?”
Curtis replied solemnly, “No. I understand the severity of the matter, so I sent the samples to the laboratory in person. There are surely no. mistakes.”
Eugene knew that Curtis was capable, so there were unlikely any mistakes. However, how could they be his children? He had never slept with other women before. Other than Olivia, the only woman he had come. into close contact with was Azalea.
He was recuperating at her home when he was down with a fever. When he woke up one time, he realized Azalea was lying beside him. Since it was summer, she was in revealing clothes.
She explained that since he was shivering, she decided to give him some warmth by hugging him, not expecting to fall asleep just like that.
The same night, he had an inconceivable wet dream. Nevertheless, Azalea was not in his dream. Although he could not see the woman’s face clearly, he knew that she was Olivia because the setting in the dream was the same as that night.
When he awakened, he was fully clothed. Therefore, he only felt awkward and did not read too much into it. It would be unreasonable of him to claim that Azalea had done something to him.
However, he could not explain why the Rogers siblings were his children. He was there when the blood samples were taken from the three of them, so there was no chance of forgery. At that moment, he felt he was at his wits’ end.
He kept the paternity report inside the file and placed it in the drawer. Then, he picked up the car keys and rose from the chair.
“Where are you going, President Nolan?” “I have some matters to attend to. Put off all my work arrangements,” Eugene ordered while leaving the office.
About thirty minutes later, he arrived at Mi Amor, where Blake was playing the piano. He set his mind at ease and called out to the waiter, “I’d like to talk to your pianist.”
The waiter replied, “I’m sorry, sir. The pianist will get off work after playing this piece.” Eugene suggested, “Get me a private room and tell him to look for me after work, then.”
The waiter said, “We don’t have a right to make such a decision for him. Strictly speaking, he doesn’t work for our restaurant. He’s friends with the restaurant owner, so he’d perform here from time to time. Therefore, we can’t tell him what to do after work.”Eugene was startled before asking, “How will he leave the restaurant?”
“He’s going to leave through the front door.” Eugene hummed in response. I’ll wait for him in my car, then. At the thought of this, he stepped out of the restaurant.
As expected, Blake left the restaurant twenty minutes later. He had changed into a school uniform. With a solemn expression, he looked rather intimidating while being followed by two bodyguards.
So, the men sitting in the corner earlier are his bodyguards. Eugene put on a faint smile. That’s pretty clever. A bodyguard respectfully opened the door for. him. Just as Blake was ready to enter the car, Eugene left his vehicle and shouted, “Wait a minute.”
Blake glanced at him and frowned. Although he did not get into the car, he did not respond to Eugene either.
