Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 448

Upon hearing the question, Charles didn’t have much change in his expression. He answered calmly, “Since you asked so, I’d like to tell you all about it - I’ve adopted Phoebe. After I lay in the hospital for three months and woke up, all my family had disappeared in that explosion.

“I looked for you in all the orphanages in town. I thought that your mother and you had died. Right then, I met Phoebe. She was the same age as you. For some reason, she was abandoned by her parents. She looked quite pitiful, so I adopted her. Shortly after I took her home, she got seriously sick. After waking up, she forgot everything.

“Over the years, I’ve been treating Phoebe as my biological daughter. I don’t want her to know about this matter, and neither have I told anyone about it. When you showed up with Miranda’s relic, I insisted on thinking that Phoebe is my daughter because I didn’t believe you. I also didn’t want to break Phoebe’s heart. However, since your foster father has confirmed, I have no reason to disbelieve you.”

Upon hearing his answer, all the guests off stage didn’t look surprised. They expected to see more reversed things.

After Charles finished his words, he looked over at Stella, “Any other questions?”

Stella said indifferently, “As for what kind of man Jeffrey Radomil is, I guess you have already investigated, haven’t you, Mr. Steward?”

Charles squinted and didn’t answer.

“He’s a gambler, chased by usurers every day, and full of lies. Mr. Steward, how could you believe him so simply? Aren’t you afraid that we both are working together to get Steward Group?”

After a long while, Charles heaved a sigh in silence, “Stella, I know you still hate me now. No matter what I explain, it doesn’t work. I can’t wish that you would forgive me. As long as you are happy.”

“Mr. Steward, please stop saying that,” Stella said, “I have something that you must be quite interested in.”

Stella raised a Kraft paper bag and smiled, “There’s a DNA test result in this bag. Mr. Steward, would you like to take a look.”

Charles didn’t know what was in her mind, “Stella, why don’t we find a place to have a talk.”

Right then, an old man’s voice sounded in the crowd, “What kind of DNA test is it? Please show me.”

Cameron walked over to Stella while clutching the walking stick. Taking over the Kraft paper bag, he pulled out the paper and read through it. With a deep frown, he handed it to Charles, “What’s your explanation to this?”

Charles looked annoyed. However, he still kept calm and took it over.

It was the DNA test between Phoebe and him, which was done twenty years ago.

It was the copy in his house.

Charles answered calmly, “I don’t know what happened. I’ve never done such a test before.”

Cameron asked, “So you mean this is fake, don’t you?”

“That’s the only possibility.”

Stella raised her hand and loosened her fist slightly, a metal chain falling, “How about this? Mr. Steward, do you still want to say you don’t know what is going on?”

A half-burned pocket watch was shown in front of everyone.

Charles’s expression changed. His lips parted. He was about to speak something but swallowed his words back.

Seeing that, Cameron frowned, “Stella, give it to me, please.”