Javier's tight security was clearly a silent competition with Jasper. They were more like archenemies than father and son.
"What do you want to do, Lyse?" Jasper asked softly.
"I want to draw Betty's blood for DNA testing."
Both Jasper and Xavier were taken aback.
"Betty's malice seems like a genetic mutation in your family. I'm curious to see if she truly belongs in your family."
Recently, Alyssa had become increasingly suspicious. When she compared photos of Javier and Betty, she saw no resemblance between them. Lauren's features at least shared some similarities with Javier.
What was more perplexing was that Betty didn't even resemble Sophia. This didn't make sense.
"It doesn't matter if we can't get close to her right now," Alyssa said with a cold smile.
"She'll have to go to the hospital for a checkup sooner or later. When she's abroad, obtaining a blood sample from her will be easy."
"Lyse, you seem very confident." Jasper sensed from her cunning and sly gaze that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
"AIDS has an 80 percent transmission rate during high-risk sexual behavior.
We'll see if Betty is one of the lucky 20 percent."
Crossing her arms, Alyssa said coldly, "Besides, I've seen the medical report of the man she had sex with. He has more than one illness. Betty will have to go to the hospital."
Suddenly, silence filled the air.
Jasper's eyes widened, and his lips slightly parted in shock. He remained speechless for a moment.
His woman was an angel when she was kind, but when she turned evil, even the devil would surrender.
Even Xavier, at the end of the phone, fell silent. He pondered the idea of writing a note to slip into Jasper's wallet, a reminder that read, "Never provoke Madam."
Alyssa had already eaten, but Jasper was still hungry after a busy day. So she personally cooked a flavorful meatloaf for him. To balance the meal, she also served some pickles, showing great consideration.
Jasper put a big piece of meatloaf in his mouth and occasionally munched on the pickles, savoring the delicious flavors.
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"These pickles are so refreshing and crunchy. Where did you buy them?" After finishing his meat he suddenly remembered his gentlemanly
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"I made them myself," Alyssa replied, bringing a glass of warm water to him.
Jasper's eyes widened as he captured her hand. "You made them?"
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"I wonder." Alyssa pretended to be dumb. She lightly traced hercom fingertips along his jawline, admiring her reflection in his captivating eyes. Visit tamlinh247.net to read the latest chapter of this novel
"Mine, mine. You're mine."
"Do you have something on your mind?" Alyssa gently stroked his brow.