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Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Augustine tore away the tape with his slender fingers, revealing the documents inside. He took them out and stared at them. There were three sheets of paper. The first piece of paper contained the doctor's conclusions.
He gazed deeply at the first report. When he saw a certain sentence, he immediately brought the report close to his eyes.
At the same time, his brown eyes lit up and they became wide. He felt a sense of incredulity. It was written clearly, "Based on our analysis of the DNA samples, it is proven that these two are biological father and son."
In the quiet room, the man's breath instantly became heavy. Augustine's seductive thin lips were parted, and he had to use his mouth to inhale deeper breaths. He took the piece of paper and read it over and over again. After reading it several times, he suddenly laughed out loud. After that, he stood up and walked back and forth in the office.
He tried to recall some old memories.
How could this be possible? How could there be a woman who was pregnant with his child? Also, how could this child be born?
In the past few years, he had not touched any women at all. How could it be possible for him to have a child?
Could it be that someone robbed his sperm from the sperm bank? Did someone steal his sperm on purpose?
No, he was wrong. He did, in fact, touch a woman in recent years. Augustine recalled a previous incident uncertainly. Four years ago, there was a night when he had been drugged. At that time, he
had frantically rushed into a hotel to hide, and while he was in a daze, he pushed open the door to a random room. There was a woman lying on the hotel bed. When he touched the woman, she grabbed on to him and did not let go.
Therefore, what happened next followed the laws of nature.
Augustine left in the middle of the night. When he departed the scene, he had a splitting headache. In the dark room, he didn't remember the woman's appearance at all. He only knew that she was a drunk woman. There were many drunk women like her in the hotel. When his bodyguards brought him away, he ignored the events of that night and forgot about them.
Could it be that the woman from that time was pregnant with his son?
Augustine bit his thin lips. Whether it was the result of that night or not, the child had come to him now. This brought him absolute joy.
Even at the first glance, Augustine knew that the child was his son.
Augustine was very sure about it.
He narrowed his eyes, looking at the building opposite his office. His expression was ecstatic yet determined. If the child was his, Augustine had to bring the child back to his side and raise him.
At this moment, Augustine cast aside all matters that he was tending to, and he was going to pick up his son.
Augustine pushed open the door of his office, and Yazlynn was standing by the corridor making a phone call. Seeing the boss's imposing manner and commanding air, as well as the expression of unconcealed joy on his face, she was really happy for him deep down. The boss already had such a grown up son.
"Yazlynn, come with me," Augustine called for her.
"Yes," Yazlynn immediately followed him and asked curiously, "Boss, where are we going?"
"We are going to the opposite building" he replied.
Yazlynn was surprised. Why was the boss going to the opposite building? Was his son in that building?
At the main entrance of Diane's Angel Jewelry...
Several girls at the front desk were chatting in an idle manner.
Among them, a receptionist was cradling her face in her hands, her face filled with hope. "Even Anna can marry a rich guy. When can I meet my Prince Charming!"
"Who do you want to meet?"
"I want to meet Augustine Giltstone!"
"In your dreams! Looking at your status, would you ever have the opportunity to meet a man like Augustine?" another receptionist chimed in.
"The opposite building is his headquarters. If I wait for him at the door of his company every day, maybe I'll encounter him?"
"That's right. Who doesn't want to meet a man like Augustine? If I could meet him, I'm willing to die."Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.