Chapter 494

Either explanation would only enrage Noah further.

“I’ll take you to the studio,” Noah said coldly, dropping the topic without pressing further. He then instructed the driver to start the car.

The vehicle eased forward, gliding toward its destination.

Sadie stared out of the window, watching the scenery blur past. Her mind was in turmoil, yet Noah acted as though nothing had happened.

He simply leaned back, shutting his eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, Sadie sat stiffly, feeling like a guilty child caught in a lie.

When the Rolls-Royce finally rolled to a stop at the studio entrance, Sadie unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out.

Noah didn’t speak. Instead, he pulled out his phone and made a call.

“Samuel, it’s me. I need you to take care of something immediately. Get a DNA sample from Averi and Alex. I want you to run a paternity test. And make sure no one finds out.”

“Do it as soon as possible,” Noah commanded, his voice low and detached, carrying an unmistakable chill that brooked no argument.

“Understood, Mr. Wall. I’ll take care of it immediately,” Samuel responded with respect, his voice coming through the phone.

After he ended the call, his expression betrayed a moment of confusion. He struggled to understand why Noah had suddenly instructed him to arrange a paternity test for Averi and Alex. Shaking his head, Samuel decided not to dwell on the reasons. His priority was to execute the task given to him. He grabbed his coat, preparing to leave.

Just as he was about to exit, his phone vibrated with an incoming call.

The screen showed an unlisted number.

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Samuel paused, then answered cautiously. “Hello. Who is this, please?”noveldrama

“Mr. Ford, it’s me, Barnes Mabb, the specialist in reconstructing torn documents.” The voice on the other end was both unfamiliar and unexpectedly enthusiastic.

“Specialist in reconstructing torn documents?” Samuel, momentarily caught off guard, asked. “What’s up?”

“Don’t you remember the torn-up paper you sent me last time, Mr. Ford?” Barnes reminded him quickly. “I hope you haven’t forgotten!”

Samuel then remembered the incident. Previously, he had found a shredded document belonging to Kyla that seemed suspicious, and he had sent it to an expert for reconstruction.

“Ah, right. I remember now,” Samuel said. “How is that going?”

“To be honest, I haven’t made much headway,” Barnes confessed apologetically. “The paper was torn into very small pieces, and some parts are missing. It’s quite a challenge. I’ll need more time to complete it.”

“How much longer do you need?” Samuel inquired.

“It’s hard to say, Mr. Ford,” Barnes answered with hesitation. “I need at least another week.”

“Another week?” Samuel’s frown deepened.

“That’s the best I can do, Mr. Ford,” Barnes explained helplessly. “I’m already pushing the limits of my capabilities.”

“Fine.” Samuel sighed. “Just do your best.”

“OK, Mr. Ford. I’ll do my best,” Barnes assured him.

After ending the call, Samuel shook his head in frustration. He decided to set the matter aside for now and concentrate on the task Noah had assigned him.

Sadie had just entered her studio and was yet to set down her bag when Nanette rushed in, breathless and frantic.

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