No, not possible.
Alden had to be Austyn’s son.
He bad Auryn’s nose and lips.
He was whip smart, just like his father.
Austyn wasn’t Alden’s dad, then everything she did was in vain.
She couldn’t allow that to happen.
Deborah thought it through and made up her mind in a split second.
Dad Kira say something to you? She decided to go on the attack ‘Did she tell you Aiden’s not your son? How can you take her word over mine?
Her pastions bumbled out in a rapid–fire falsetto.
Austyn conddn’t get a word in edgeways.
1 korw she’s not going to take the news too well, but i thought I’d talked her round! How can she plans d
of a dude! You can’t trust what she
“Deborah Austyn cut her off
He extracted folded–up envelope from his jacket pocket and tossed it onto the table. “Take a look.”
It was the second copy of the paternity report.
The first was torn up by him after he showed it to Kira.
tries to remove the single sheet of paper from the envelope.
Deborah’s
s fingers shook so hard, it took her three tr
She stared at the last row–Probability of paternity:
“No, that’s that’s not possible. She crushed the paper into a ball. “This is take!!
The test was done at Stamford General‘ Austyn made no move to take back the paper. ‘I can give you another blood sample. You can go to any medical office in the country and do a second test. It’s going to show the same result.‘
Deborah shook her head, too overwrought to listen to reason. ‘No, it’s not possible. It just can’t bel
Her head snapped up. ‘Did Kira do something? She must have tampered with the blood samples!
A Compulsive Gambler
“Kira didn’t even know about the test, Austyn scowled..
Deborah was clutchkog at straws,
Then she must have swapped the real report with a fake on! This is taket This has to bel
etore the paper to shreds.
“You can slowy it all you want, but you can’t change the fact,‘ Auntyn’s voice was frosty.
He had been meaning to confront Deborah.
She bow he was going to do a paterity test and didn’t try to stop him.
What made her so sure that Aldon was his son?
Austyn asked her that.
But he has your nose and lips! Deborah shouted,
Her voice drew curious looks from patrons nearby.
She didn’t notice
All she could think was-
she lost
She took, aclsiner, and she lust,
Of course she knew there was a possibility that Alden was not Austyn’s son,
Seven years ago, she had slept with Liam and Austyn within a world of each other.
And then there was the drumiben night spent with a stranger at a bar after she was banished to Trinidonia.
But as Alden grew older and started to look more and more like Austyn, Deboral was convinced he must be Austyn’s son
Yet, she’d forgotten that Liam and Austyn were brothers..
They shared some physical resemblances.
Deborah turned a blind eye to that and brainwashed herself into believing Ansty was the father.
As her bank account balance dwindled, her conviction grow stronger.
Even without Santom, she would have returned to Stamford soner or later.
She needed Mustyn to take her luck.
She was tired of the string of one–night stands and weekend boyfriends who were culy interested in her body.
She was tired of having to take care of a child all by herself.
She wanted Austyn’s protection
She yearned for the good life he could provide
And Aiden was her ticket to that life.
She wasn’t about to be denied that life just because of a plece of paper!
Like a compulsive gambler who lived in denial, Deborah refused to accept reality and blamed it on someone else,
“Kira Hewitt! She must have done something. I don’t Imow how, but she must here forged the test result!
Deborah was hysterical,
Austyn sat back and waited for her to calm down.
A waiter hovered nearby, unsure if he should approach.
Austyn waved him away.
‘You don’t get to judge her.” Austyn glanced out the glass wall and saw Adden in the treelsouse
The broad grin on his face could be sported a mile away,
Maden was a good boy.
Too bad he had Deborahs for a mother.
“Kira is dillment from you.‘
Austyn had to admit, he wasn’t as good a judge of character as he once thought
When he was in his early twenties, he thought Deborah was a lonely, helpless girl whis me
He thought she was high–minded and compassionate
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