The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2209

Justin was troubled with the timeline between Nadia's persecution and the birth of Asher and his quadruplet brothers. It seemed like the two overlapped.

The sheer number of coincidences suggested it might not be as simple as that.

Moreover, the sudden summoning of Asher by the King and the unexpected closeness between them were suspicious. On top of that, Asher had been given a precious family heirloom, which only served to heighten Justin's concerns.

"Asher, did the queen accompany you when you met with the king today?" Justin asked.

Asher shook his head slowly, puzzled at Justin's question. "No, the queen was not present."

"And the prince?"

"I heard that the prince has been very ill. Years ago, he would accompany the king to his duties, meet with dignitaries, attend state visits, and participate in charity events. However, he has been bedridden since last t year. I didn't get to meet him either."

'What illness could last for two whole years? It must be an incurable one,' Justin thought.

"Justin, why the sudden inquiry?"

Justin's mind raced as he tightened his grip on the marble ornament. He felt on the verge of revealing a truth that would upheave the entire Thompson family.

The connections he found were too perfect, too interconnected. He tried to convince himself it was merely a coincidence, but he could not find the words.

Justin felt clumsy and inadequate, betraying his inner turmoil. "It's nothing, Asher. I'm just tired and a bit slow these days."

For now, Justin chose to keep his suspicions to himself. This matter had serious implications. Without any concrete DNA evidence, he could not prove that Nadia was Bella and Asher's mother or that the Thompson quadruplets were the sons of the King of Sentania.

"You must be exhausted," Asher said with concern. He patted Justin's shoulder in a comforting gesture." We'll find Bella soon."

Elsewhere, in the luxurious study within the palace of Sentania, a middle-aged man in a sharply tailored suit stood with an imposing presence. His hands clasped behind him.

"Your Majesty, I've secretly sent the cup used by the eldest son of the Thompson family for DNA testing. The results should be available tomorrow." His trusted secretary, who had served him for nearly forty years, stood behind him, speaking in a low voice.

"This matter is of utmost importance. Keep it strictly confidential, especially from the queen."

George lowered his gaze, fixated on the photo of Asher on his phone. Outwardly, his face was as calm, but his heart was racing with intense hope.

"Rest assured."

The secretary paused, stepped forward, and spoke again softly. "If you don't mind me saying, he does resemble you somewhat, especially when you two stand together."

George closed his eyes for a moment and relished in the thought as he smiled gently. "I think so too."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!