You, Me and Our Genius Twins

Chapter 557 The Result Is Out

Dylan felt that his attitude was a bit cold. However, his friend who introduced him to Oasis Law Office did say that the employees there were talented individuals even though they were a bit eccentric. They might not treat customers as well as ordinary business people, but they were definitely honest and reliable.

Thinking of his friend's words, he took Edmund's silence as a personality trait and quickly ignored it, focusing on the information Edmund had given him.

After flipping through a few pages, he realized something and looked up at Edmund in shock.

His hands trembled, his face turned pale, and even his lips lost their color. "Y-Y-You..."

"As you can see..." Edmund looked at Dylan calmly, "There is a high possibility that I am your son, Mr. Hahn. We can do a paternity test if you don't mind."

"No! There's no need for a paternity test!" Dylan stood up abruptly, excitedly saying, "I know why your face feels familiar! It's not because I've seen you before, but because you look so much like your mother!"

He stumbled to his desk, picked up a photo frame, and staggered back to Edmund. "Look!" he blurted out. "This is a photo of your mother when she was young! Look, your eyes are almost identical to your mother's!"

Edmund took the photo frame from his hand. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The woman in the photo had fair skin, delicate features, and a smile in her eyes. She was a rare

beauty.

There was no photo of Dylan's ex-wife in the information Martin had given him. This was the first time he had seen the person in the photo, but he felt a strange sense of familiarity and closeness.

Was she really his mother?

"You are my son. You are definitely my son!" Dylan's eyes welled up with tears. "Child, you have suffered. I, your father, have wronged you!"

Edmund frowned. "Mr. Hahn, I think it's too hasty to become family just like this. We still need to do a paternity test to determine if we are father and son. Also..."

He looked at Dylan with deep eyes and uttered in a cold tone, "Mr. Hahn, forgive me for being blunt. Even if the paternity test proves that I am your son, I am willing to acknowledge my mother and visit her grave during important days, but I refuse to acknowledge you. You better be prepared and then decide whether you want to do the paternity test with me or not."

Dylan was stunned. His face, which had turned red from excitement, turned pale as paper again. "You don't want to acknowledge me? W-Why?"

"Why? Isn't it obvious?" Edmund lightly curled his lips. "You abandoned me more than 20 years ago. Why do you insist on finding me back now? Of course, it's too early to say all this now. Let's do the paternity test first. Otherwise, if everything is just a coincidence and I am not your son, Mr. Hahn, then you would have been excited for nothing, and I would have been needlessly indignant."

Dylan stared at him for a long time. As his legs went weak, he sat down on the couch, murmuring, "I... I understand that you...you hate me... You hate me..."

He murmured for a moment before he looked up at Edmund. "I know. I've done you wrong, but I had my reasons... It's difficult to balance loyalty and filial piety... Your grandmother threatened me with suicide by cutting her wrist. I couldn't just watch her die—"

"So, you could just watch your son die?" Edmund looked at him calmly. "Have you ever considered how many people in this world, besides blood relatives, would wholeheartedly treat a newborn baby who has no ability to protect himself well? If the people who adopted your son had even the slightest negligence and impatience, your son would have died!"

"I..." Dylan's lips trembled, unable to speak.

After a long time, he finally said, "Even if your grandmother cut her wrist, I didn't give up on you. I just thought that I could still find you with my abilities even if your grandmother didn't tell me who she gave you to. But I was too confident… I searched for a long time but couldn't find you... Really, I didn't give up on you. I just couldn't find you..."

Edmund smiled and shook his head. "Mr. Hahn, it's too soon for us to talk about this. Let's do the paternity test first, okay? We can discuss it after we have the results. All this talk would be in vain if I turned out not to be your son."

Dylan hesitated for a moment before he nodded. "Okay, let's do the paternity test. I'll contact them now!"

The Hahn Family had been in Dusktown for many years and had many connections. Dylan quickly

contacted a reputable paternity testing institution.

With his connections, and since he was willing to pay a high price, he managed to convince the institution to do an expedited test. The results would be available in just over three hours.

At this stage, Dylan couldn't wait for even a moment. He immediately went to the paternity testing center with Edmund.

After they arrived at the center, everything went smoothly. The staff took their hair and blood samples.

The rest was out of their hands. They just had to wait for the test results.

Sitting outside the laboratory, Dylan felt that the paternity test was unnecessary the more he looked at Edmund.

Edmund looked so much like his wife; they had the same nose and mouth. Edmund must be his son!

Moreover, according to the information, Edmund was given to their relatives by Dylan's mother. The relatives then sold Edmund to a family surnamed Zappa. Due to negligence, the Zappa Family lost Edmund, but they still kept a photo of him from when he was four or five years old.

Edmund was rescued by the Foreman Family from human traffickers, and after he went to the Foreman Family, they also took photos of him.

The photos taken of Edmund in his early years at the Foremans' and the photos taken of his son at the Zappa Family were exactly the same.

All of this was enough to prove that Edmund was his biological son. Doing a paternity test would be redundant.

But since Edmund insisted on doing it, he had no choice but to agree.

Indeed, a paternity test would be the conclusive evidence to convince everyone.

Although the information already proved that Edmund was his biological son, having a paternity test as evidence would leave no room for doubt.

Three hours felt like three centuries to him. As he sat there waiting, he was riddled with anxiety, restlessness, and uneasiness.

Finally, the door of the laboratory opened, and the chief examiner walked over with a stack of documents.

"How is it?" He rushed toward the chief examiner.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hahn!" The chief examiner smiled and informed, "The results show that Mr. Foreman and you are related by blood!"