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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1288

The nurse could barely hold in her laughter.

"Mr. Pearson, the paternity test only requires ten milliliters of blood, and it's a waste to draw that much." She reminded.

Max strained his neck, "It's okay, I'm willing to waste, or you can do it a few more times, set up a row, in case there are problems, more copies to ensure accuracy well!"

Anyway, this blood today, enough!

But in the end, the nurse just drew a tube of blood.

Pressing the wound on his arm, Max was beautifully about to leave.

"Hey Mr. Pearson, don't rush to take a shower when you get back to avoid wound infection." The nurse hurriedly admonished.

Max didn't even look back, raised his hand in an OK motion and ran away.

He went back to the hotel happily.

When they got to the room, they saw a person sitting in the dark living room.

"Who, who's there?" Max asked alertly.

The next second came Father Pearson's angry scolding, "Brat, don't you even know your own father?"

Father Pearson?

Max reached out and turned the light on.

The orange light instantly filled the suite and illuminated Father Pearson's appearance.

Max's face instantly fell and his eyes became angry, "How did you get into my room?"

This is trespassing in a private residence!

You can call the police to arrest Father Pearson to the police station!

Hearing this, Father Pearson was so angry that he blew his beard and eyes, "I am your old man, and you still want to call the police to arrest me?"

What guts!

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