Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 851

Chapter 851

The staff still did not know what was going on and looked confused. At Ramona’s words, he immediately came back to his senses and said, “Miss, you were the only one who requested an expedited list yesterday noon. This report is yours. We’ve carefully examined the hair samples that you provided, and the results show that they belong to a father and son who are biologically related.” 

Ramona instantly trembled. “How could this be…?” 

She looked at Odell with a dumbfounded expression. 

Odell looked at her coldly. “Thank you for confirming that the child is mine, Grand-aunt. However, there’s no need for you to interact with the Carters again in the future.” 

With those words, he turned around and walked out. Cliff, Jacob, and the others who followed him also left, leaving the office silent. 

Ramona fell to the side with a sickly pallor. 

Madam Springsteen quickly helped her up. 

Ramona held one of Madam Springsteen’s arms. “How can this be? That bitch has obviously been with Thomas for a long time!” 

She stomped her foot indignantly. 

Madam Springsteen was also not in the mood to comfort her and was even slightly annoyed. 

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If she hadnt kept saying that Sylvia had been with Thomas for a long time and was confident that the child wasn’t Odell’s, 1 wouldn’t have brought Lily to come to get the report with her. That way, Odell wouldn’t have seen us here.’ 

At that moment, Madam Springsteen felt angry and embarrassed. “Whether or not she was with Thomas before, the report can’t be wrong. The child is his. Don’t feel bad about it.” 

After saying that, she let go of Ramona and said to Lily, who was still staring at the report, “Lily, let’s go home.” 

Lily said nothing. Her eyes seemed to simmer as she stared at the paternity test report. 

Madam Springsteen sighed and had no choice but to go up and 

grab Lily’s hand, dragging her out. 

“Argh! How can this be? What am I doing here?!” Ramona sat on the floor and reached out to tear up the two reports. 

She was furious and regretful, and her action of tearing the reports was very vulgar. It was a far cry from her usual elegant and proud appearance. 

In the old Carters’ residence, Sylvia had breakfast and sat on the sofa in the living room with the children. 

The doors and windows were closed tightly, so not even the slightest cold breeze could blow in. 

She sat between Isabel and Liam while holding Flint, who had just fallen asleep after feeding, in her arms. Her eyes looked 

outside the living room from time to time. 

‘Odell left in a hurry this morning, and his expression looked quite sour. I wonder if the urgent matter that cropped up got handled well.’