Chapter 600
However, the next second, a resounding slap landed squarely on Rex’s face!
Clear red marks surfaced on his handsome cheek.
Rex frowned from the impact. He ran his tongue over the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Instead of looking at his father, it was more like looking at a stranger.
Laurel froze. In the next instant, she grabbed Rex’s arm. Seeing the injury on his face, the usually aloof woman felt a flicker in her eyes. She turned to Tristan, her voice sharp with warning, “Even Grandpa has never laid a finger on Rex!”
When they were young, they had all been punished by Old Mr. Wilkinson.
But even though the old man always complained about Rex being a menace, aside from Vera, Rex was the one he doted on the most.
“Since when did you learn to use Grandpa to pressure me?”
Tristan was furious. “Didn’t you hear the garbage coming out of his mouth? Is that how he should talk to Maya?”
He thought the siblings were just fighting because Maya had messed with the paternity test.
“Maya?”
Rex gave a hollow smile, his voice chilling. “If memory serves, my mother only gave birth to Vera.”
“Who the hell is Maya? Your illegitimate daughter?”
Sporting the red mark on his face, Rex acted utterly reckless. “We don’t recognize her.”
“What kind of nonsense are you spouting?!”
Tristan exploded in rage, raising his right hand high once more.
“Tristan, if you hit Rex one more time, we’re getting a divorce!”
Suzanne’s voice suddenly rang out from the doorway.
Jesse had brought her upstairs.
Seeing the injury on her youngest son’s face, Suzanne felt a chilling cold sweep over her. “You never cared about the children I bore you anyway.”
Even when two-year-old Vera was lost by Maya, Tristan merely made a big fuss but ultimately let it slide.
Seeing the resolute coldness in his wife’s demeanor, Tristan looked back at his three children, finding the exact same expression on all of them.
Except for… Maya.
Only then did Tristan belatedly realize how frighteningly red and swollen Rex’s face
was.
Uncharacteristically, he looked
somewhat flustered. “Suzanne, you know I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just that Maya has always been alone Hearing what Rex said I just acted on impulse…”
“That recording,”
Laurel cut him off. “Did you finish listening to it?”
At the mention of this, Tristan’s face showed some disbelief.
The recording clearly laid out how Maya swapped the DNA samples.
He didn’t answer Laurel, turning instead to Maya. “Tell me the truth, did you mess with the DNA samples?”
Hearing this, Maya blanked for a moment.
How did this… trace back to her?
And it seemed they already had undeniable proof.
She hesitated for only a second before looking at Tristan with red eyes, speaking with trepidation, “Dad, I-I’m sorry…”
“I just knew how desperately you and Mom wanted to find Vera, so I lost my mind for a moment… I thought letting Marcia take her place for a while could ease Mom’s pain.”
The three Wilkinson siblings weren’t witnessing her sophistry for the first time.
Jesse took over the questioning, striking right at the core. “Then where did you get the real sample? Since you knew who vera was why didn’t you just bring her back? Why did you insist on a fake?”
“That’s because…”
Maya didn’t know they had already figured out who Vera was, so she put on a deeply sincere act. “I havent found vera either. The rest was fine because fused a specific chemical on the hair roots that forces a genetic match.”
Rex laughed. “Since when does a chemical like that exist? I’ve never heard of it.”
“Let me give Frank a call and see if he’s ever heard of it.”
“Enough!”
Before Maya could say anything, Tristan spoke up in a heavy voice. “It hasn’t
caused any irreversible consequences. We’ll just kick Marcia out.”
Suzanne felt her heart turn to ice at his defense of her. “That’s it?”
“Suzanne…”
Facing his wife, Tristan softened his attitude. “Children make mistakes. Let’s just turn a blind eye and let it pass.”
“As for Vera, I’ll definitely arrange for people to keep looking for her by any means necessary.”