Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297 Blood Samples

Rose initially assumed it was Ariel climbing back into the SUV, too impatient to wait.

But the thought vanished almost instantly.

Ariel was far too small to climb into an SUV by herself.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She turned around.

Before she could react, a dark figure lunged from the back seat.

A strong hand clamped tightly over her mouth and nose.

Rose’s instincts took over. She shoved at the driver’s door, trying to escape, only to realize someone outside was holding it shut.

The cloth covering her face carried a faint, sickly sweet smell.

The scent rushed into her lungs.

Her vision blurred.

The strength drained rapidly from her body.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, desperately trying to look through the windshield.

Ariel...

That was the last thought in her mind before darkness swallowed her whole.

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Meanwhile...

At the Taylor family estate.

The main reception hall had already filled with guests.

Ryan had also arrived.

Earlier that morning, Samantha had asked him to accompany her while the DNA samples were collected at the Taylor residence.

Rather than standing near the testing area, Ryan sat quietly off to one side, leisurely sipping a cup of tea.

Nearly every branch of the Taylor family was present.

Grace had two daughters and a son.

Derick’s older and younger sisters had both come.

Several members of the younger generation were gathered nearby as well.

Alicia watched with unconcealed curiosity as the medical team’s staff finished preparing their equipment.

James sat beside Ryan.

Although his expression remained calm, his thoughts were anything but.

Part of him desperately hoped the results were genuine.

Another part prayed they weren’t.

Ryan took a slow sip of tea before glancing sideways at him.

"If the test confirms it," he asked evenly, "have you thought about what you’ll do?"

James froze.

After a long pause, he answered quietly, "I haven’t."

Ryan’s voice remained calm.

"Really? You used to think very highly of Samantha."

"You even considered her a friend."

The words landed like invisible blades.

James couldn’t help remembering everything.

How he had admired Samantha.

How he had defended her.

How he had dismissed Rose with nothing but prejudice and contempt.

Only after getting to know Rose had he realized how capable—and how remarkable—she truly was.

Looking back now, his former arrogance felt unbearable.

He could now clearly see both Samantha’s strengths...

...and her flaws.

The clearer they became, the more uncomfortable he felt.

She was supposed to be the younger sister he had searched for all these years.

The family he had longed to find.

Yet only after discovering who she truly was had he been told...

She was his sister.

A woman whose morals and motives left him deeply conflicted.

The contradiction gnawed at him day after day.

He had not been sleeping well.

With a bitter laugh, James shook his head.

"Saying all this now feels like you’re putting me on trial."

He looked toward Ryan.

"If she really is my sister..."

"...I don’t want her to become the kind of woman who destroys someone else’s family."

"It’s different when it’s a stranger."

"But not my own sister."

"You know what happened in my family."

"I just..."

"I can’t accept it."

His voice grew quieter.

His mother had died when he was four.

Old enough to remember.

She had always smiled warmly.

He still remembered her lifting his baby sister into her arms and asking, "Would you like to live with Mommy and your little sister?"

Back then, he had been too young to understand.

He only knew his parents argued.

Wanting them to stay together, he had innocently replied, "I want Daddy too."

His mother’s expression at that moment...

He never forgot it.

Only after growing older did he understand what that look had meant.

Heartbreak.

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