He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 176

Grant stood frozen. Sienna's ice-cold challenge—"Go get the test!"—pierced into his most sensitive nerve like an invisible needle.

His pupils constricted as he stared intently at Sienna's bloodless face, desperately searching for any trace of deceit.

But there was absolutely nothing.

Her eyes were devoid of their usual calculation and guise, leaving only a chaotic, destructive mania and unadulterated hatred.

That hatred was entirely too real, so visceral it sent a violent shudder through his core.

At that moment, an overwhelming wave of terror swallowed him whole, crushing the breath right out of his lungs.

No...

She was definitely bluffing.

This was undeniably another trap laid by her and Lucas just to embezzle the Gauthier family fortune.

He was going to expose her and rip apart this repulsive facade with his own hands!

"Fine."

Grant forced the word through his teeth, the syllable dripping with a bone-deep frost.

"If I find out you're lying, you will pay the price!"

He spun around and stormed out of the hospital room, swiftly tracking down Dr. Harrison Wells.

He was a refined, middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"I want a paternity test done," Grant demanded, his voice taut and carrying unquestionable authority. "Run it against the... the miscarried tissue that was brought in yesterday."

The doctor pushed his glasses up his nose. His eyes flickered briefly before returning to their professional, clinical calm.

"Mr. Gauthier, are you absolutely certain?"

"I'm certain!" Grant brutally cut him off, the whites of his eyes laced with broken red vessels. "Do it right now!"

He couldn't wait a single second longer.

This feeling of being suspended in midair, completely unsure if there was solid ground beneath his feet or an endless abyss, was driving him utterly insane.

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