The Devil's Love For The Heiress

Chapter 48

Chapter 48: The DNA Test Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Back in Braeton City.

From inside her bedroom, Kate was hugging Carlos number two. She had her arms and legs around the huge bear, her face nuzzled on its head. If not for Carlos number two, Kate would have struggled to sleep, especially after the shooting incident in Paris. She had to admit that Carlos’ gift was somewhat effective in replacing his absence. she heard her alarm get off, but she ignored it, burying her face against the softness of the stuffed toy. Her eyes were still shut as she complained, “I’m sorry. I don’t want to leave Carlos

yet.”

Her alarm snoozed on its own, and Kate relished in the added minutes of embracing the teddy bear. When her alarm went off again, she was inclined to stop it, but it ceased on its own. Her eyes widened, and she turned to her bedside table with a frown.

“You don’t have to go to work today.” At the sight of the real thing, Kate’s lips thinned into a smile, and her eyes sparkled.

Carlos.

She tossed Carlos number two on the side of her bed, and her arms crawled to embrace the original Carlos “I’m glad to see that Carlos number two served his purpose,” Carlos teased, his lips curving up to a smirk

With Kate’s weight dangling around him, they both fell onto the bed. Kate’s legs easily wrapped around Carlos’s waist, and she remarked, “Nothing beats the original Carlos.”

Carlos beamed and pecked on her face and lips. He said, “Of course.” “When did you get back?” Kate asked. “You really have a habit of surprising me.” “At dawn,” Carlos said. “Alex came with me so we can practice together for Wimbledon Championships. I was thinking about waiting it out.”

“The French Police were about ready to siege an island, where Hugo Bonnet’s son may be in hiding, including the remaining members of the Bonnet Gang,” Carlos informed. “But, I only have two weeks before the Wimbledon Championship, and I have many things to take care of here in Braeton – the company too.” Kate nodded. CSK Apparel was two weeks away from launching its first product line, the jade watches. Thus, she understood how Carlos needed to review its progress.

“Then I need to have a decent practice before Wimbledon, and I could not have that in Paris, not with the tension going on there.” Lying on his side, Carlos lifted his head and rested it on his fist. He added, “There is still no assurance for our safety, especially in Paris.”

“I hope they capture Hugo’s son,” kate softly remarked. “I hope so, too,” Carlos answered. Checking the time, Carlos embraced Kate tightly. He smacked her ass before saying, “Let’s go Get up, sleepyhead. We need to go somewhere.”

“I thought I’m not going to work?” Kate asked.

“Yes. You are not going to work. My father’s body will be exhumed today. I want to see him and mother, before his resting place is disturbed,” Carlos responded. “And I need you there with me, my Kate.”

“You want uncle Manuel’s body exhumed?” Kate clarified while sitting up. She recalled how the police had hinted that Carlos’ father might be alive, but she did not know he pushed through with the plan of digging up Manuel Ronaldo’s grave. “I have to, Kate,” Carlos replied. He explained how Hugo alleged to have his father locked up in a secret place. He added, “If my father is out there, I have to do everything that I can to find him. If the DNA test turns out positive, then it’s for my peace of mind… even if it hurts.” Kate studied him closely and saw his pained expression. She understood this was a

difficult decision for him. She lazily rolled to the other side of the bed and said, “Okay. I understand. Let me get changed.”

***

Minutes later, the couple arrived at the cemetery, Alexander came with them to support Carlos, along with their bodyguards. In front of Agnes’ and Manuel Ronaldo’s graves, Carlos first greeted his parents, “Hello, father. Mother.”

He sighed, feeling his chest heavy. Holding Kate’s hand, he clasped her slender fingers tightly. He honestly had second thoughts about calling the person in that grave his father. However, since there was no solid proof, for now, Carlos still addressed him as Manuel Ronaldo. Yes, as of that day, he doubted if it was his father. However, deep inside, he hoped. Deep inside, a big part of him wished. ‘How great it would be if my father were alive?’ He thought for a fleeting moment; he envisioned it like he had been a few nights before. Noticing how everyone was waiting for him to speak, he relayed his recent achievement to his parents, “I won the French Open, mother, father. It’s another trophy to add to father’s.” He forced a smile and turned to Kate. He introduced, “Look who’s here with me. It’s Kate.”

“I come here now and then, you know,” Kate revealed. “You don’t need to make it sound like it has been such a long time.” “Hmmm… Good daughter-in-law.” Carlos remarked, ultimately taking control of his emotions at Kate’s words. When he saw the blush on her face at his claim, he pinched her cheek and added, “Thanks for checking on them, and… yes, I know that you came here, leaving them flowers at least every year.” “I also visited at least once a year after my professional tour. I just did not have the heart to see you then,” Carlos revealed.

Hearing another discovery, Kate narrowed her eyes at him. She sighed and said, “I can’t believe you never mind. That’s all over now. From now on, when you visit your parents, we will come here together.” “I promise,” Carlos acknowledged.

Carlos allowed himself half an hour to observe his father’s grave until, eventually, he signaled the gravediggers to begin their work. The forensic police officers were already there on standby, ready to collect the ideal samples for the bone DNA testing. They all observed. Even if it was agonizing for Carlos, he stood his ground, assuring himself that he did the right thing. It took two hours before the entire procedure was over. After the forensic police officers had collected the needed specimens, Carlos was updated on when the results would come out. “Sir Ronaldo, allow us twenty-four to forty- eight hours to make the analysis.” “Please, put this on priority,” Carlos requested. He put his hand on his chest, saying, “I need this.”

The police officer considered. He smiled weakly and answered, “We will do our best.”

The next day, Carlos and Alexander killed the time by practicing tennis the entire day. He was so anxious about the DNA test that he needed a good distraction.

Aside from the DNA test, Carlos has also yet to hear from either officer Baker or Bernard regarding the outcome of the arrest. It was another report that he was eager to hear.

In the afternoon, he finally received the call for the DNA test. The results were in. It was Lemuel who went to fetch the results, and he returned in half an hour. After which, their party all went to the Wright mansion, where Carlos felt it was best to read the results in the presence of Ethan and Samantha.

To support Carlos, Kate left early from work that day. Everyone was inside the Wright mansion, sitting in the living room. Alexander and Lemuel sat on one sofa while Carlos sat on

a signal chair in the center. Kate, Samantha, and Ethan settled into another long sofa seat. “Go ahead, son. Read the results,” Samantha encouraged.

Seeing that he had all the encouragement he needed, Carlos huffed profusely and opened the envelope. He took out the report and read, “The Paternity Probability…”