Caleb Faulkner arrived at The Sovereign Apartments and immediately handed two bags of blood to Estelle Sterling.
"Here, I stole them for you. This time there should be no mistake. For the integrity of the labels, I stored them separately."
Estelle Sterling accepted them satisfactorily and praised, "You did well. With these two bags of blood, we’ll soon be able to find our real dad."
Caleb Faulkner hesitantly asked, "If we are Uncle Alaric’s children, would Eleanor’s mom marry him?"
Estelle Sterling shook her head without a bit of hesitation.
"No, sister Eleanor isn’t familiar with him. She wouldn’t marry a stranger."
"What if it’s my dad, uh... I mean Alaric Faulkner."
The little guy looked gloomy, having called him dad for seven years, only to find him turning into an uncle. How could he not be conflicted?
Estelle Sterling stroked her chin, "This... is hard to say. Recently, Sister Eleanor seemed to look at him differently.
But lately, I feel like she’s trying to distance herself from him.
The last time Sister Eleanor asked me what I thought of Micah Uncle, I suspect she might want to marry him!"
"What should we do? I want Eleanor’s mom to be with my dad! Think of a plan quickly!"
Caleb Faulkner furrowed his brows, voicing his thoughts.
Estelle Sterling sighed and said, "Though Micah Uncle is a great person, I don’t think he’s right for Sister Eleanor.
Don’t worry, once the results are out, regardless of the situation, I’ll help you!"
Reassured by Estelle Sterling’s promise, Caleb Faulkner left in relief.
The next day, Estelle Sterling secretly found someone to send the blood samples to Liam Keene.
He instructed them to ensure accuracy, and Liam replied that it would take some time and confirmed accuracy.
Three days later, after school in the evening, Estelle Sterling received several matching results sent by Liam Keene.
Looking at the results, he had mixed feelings.
He got in the car only to realize it was Micah driving, with Eleanor Sterling sitting in the back, eyes closed, resting.
Estelle Sterling’s brows twitched, and he thought to himself.
The way these two seem to be in sync, is their relationship heating up quickly?
Micah Moss drove the two to a new address and kindly said, "We’re home."
Eleanor Sterling got out of the car, "Thanks."
"Eleanor, do you need a ride to the company tomorrow?" Micah asked.
"Okay, then wait for me downstairs tomorrow."
Eleanor did not refuse Micah’s proposal.
Estelle Sterling felt even heavier, thinking Eleanor might soon marry Micah.
After entering the room, Eleanor glanced at Estelle, who had been silent throughout, and asked, "What? Bullied at school?"
His sudden quiet made Eleanor rather uneasy.
"Sister Eleanor, are you really going to marry Uncle Micah?"
Eleanor looked at him steadily. She had seriously asked him before, but he had responded jokingly.
Now, he’s repeating the question to her. Is he full?
The little guy seemed torn. He liked him, sure, but didn’t want to be his son.
Without waiting for Estelle’s answer, Eleanor sat on the sofa, talking to herself, "Today Liam sent me several reports."
Estelle’s eyes widened like copper bells.
Oh no, that traitorous guy!
Did he promise confidentiality so well, only to turn around and sell him out?
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