The professor’s wife was stunned and embarrassed by Shane Grant’s words.
She sized them up again and again, speaking in disbelief.
"Are you sure both of these children are yours? Then what about the test report..."
Shane Grant had absolutely no faith in some so-called "pay-to-play" lab, and he said coldly,
"You think just because a piece of paper has your husband’s name on it, the results are authoritative? Who knows who might be after Mr. Kane’s position, looking to take him down but lacking a good excuse, so they came up with this dirty trick."
"Someone is trying to harm your husband, and instead of helping him stay vigilant, you let yourself be used as their weapon. How interesting."
The professor’s wife: "..."
Shane Grant looked at Director Hill and continued.
"Director Hill, please do me a favor and see which lab issued this report, then call the police immediately. Making a joke out of something like a genetic test... I’d say they’re tired of being in business."
"Professor Kane, no need to thank me. As for who is trying to harm you, we’ll find out as soon as we file a police report."
Murmurs immediately rippled through the crowd again.
"Mr. Kane has been an upright gentleman his whole life. I knew he wouldn’t do something like this. And his wife... honestly. Who goes out of their way to publicly drag their own husband’s name through the mud?"
Realization dawned on the professor’s wife, and she was overcome with shame and indignation. She covered her face, crying as she ran from the crowd.
They had been husband and wife for half a lifetime, after all. Professor Kane knew she was simple-minded and thus easily manipulated. Afraid she might do something rash when she got home, he prepared to follow her.
"Cecelia, once my wife has calmed down, I will bring her to apologize to you in person. You’ve been wronged today. I’m sorry, Hill, I have to go."
Director Hill turned to see that a large crowd of onlookers had gathered. With a cold expression, he told everyone to disperse.
With Professor Kane absent, the meeting for the day was temporarily canceled, and he led the others to his office.
Only then did Shane Grant put the two children down and reach out to lift Cecelia Archer’s chin.
"Why are you so foolish? Didn’t you even know to dodge? Look at you, she really got you. Does it hurt?"
Cecelia Archer’s skin was very fair, and the professor’s wife hadn’t held back. After several slaps, her cheeks were bright red, the finger marks clearly visible. Shane Grant’s heartache was written all over his face.
To be honest, it did hurt. It stung badly.
But Cecelia wasn’t used to being looked at like that or cared for in such a tone, so she quickly turned her face away.
"I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt."
"Of course it hurts. I’ll get a doctor to take a look at you!"
As he spoke, Shane Grant was about to go out and call for a doctor, but Cecelia quickly grabbed him.
"I’m not that delicate. The professor’s wife is frail; she’s not as strong as you think. It really doesn’t hurt. Back when I was a student, Professor Kane and his wife were very good to me. Today, she just lost her head in a fit of anger. It’s okay."
’She’s defending them, even now?’
Shane Grant was exasperated with her.
"She came here, hit you, and cursed you in public, and you’re still defending her? You..."
The crowd dispersed, leaving only Damien Vaughn standing at the door of the hospital room.
He had seen Cecelia’s awkward predicament, and he had seen her bright red cheeks, but he had no standing to step forward.
Now, watching Shane Grant care for her so naturally, as if no one else existed, and seeing Cecelia respond with a shy expression, he felt like an idiot all over again.
’Shane Grant called her his wife and even claimed her daughter as his own. What the hell am I even doing here?’
His face darkened. He turned to leave, but Candy ran over and hugged him.
"Uncle!"
Damien Vaughn looked down. Thankfully, Candy’s face was clean, with no signs of having been hit.


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