The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 586 Just Do A DNA Test

Claire had confronted Allie multiple times after the incident, which was why the former was certain that her

daughter had been thrown into the trash can.

She insisted Allie tell her the truth about what happened.

Irked, Allie taunted and ridiculed Claire, “When your daughter was born, she was deprived of oxygen and turned

blue. She was neither crying nor breathing, so we assumed she was dead and threw her into the trash can near the

clinic. The weather was so cold that even if she had still been alive, she would have frozen to death in there.”

At that moment, Claire despised Allie to such an extent that she contemplated killing her.

Why couldn't they wait until I woke up to see my daughter? How could they be so cruel to throw away the daughter

I risked my life to give birth to?

Noticing Claire secretly wiping her tears, Silvia realized that Claire was losing control of her emotions. She then

turned to the woman and asked, “Patricia, could you tell us in detail how you discovered Evangeline back then?”

Silvia took hold of Patricia's arm and led her over to Claire. Patricia was visibly anxious, for her body was tense, and

she was rubbing her hands nervously.

Patricia was actually around the same age as Silvia and Claire, but years of laborious work meant that she had

more wrinkles around her eyes. Even half of her hair had turned white. The hard work she had done was visible on

her rough hands, too.

Patricia was restless, and her accent was thick as she squeezed out, “I... I don't know what to say...”

Claire seized Patricia's hand and pleaded, “Please, can you tell me how you discovered Evangeline back then? I

need to know all the details of the situation.”

The contrast between Claire's smooth and fair hands and Patricia's rough hands was striking.

Patricia felt inferior and thought about pulling her hand back, but Claire held it so tightly that the woman could not

break free at all.

Noticing the tears in Claire's eyes, Patricia struggled to recollect what happened over two decades ago. She

stuttered, “I-I need to think. That day... That day, my husband and I were going on our usual routine of selling

snacks at the morning stall. As I was passing by a small gynecology clinic in the town, I heard a faint cry of a baby.

My husband and I followed the sound of crying and searched for its source. When we found it, we were both

terrified. We discovered a baby covered in blood, lying in a trash can. We couldn't continue our business that day.

We took the baby home, cleaned her up, and then brought her to the hospital for a checkup. To our relief, we found

out that she was in good health. At the time, my husband and I had been married for five years but were unable to

conceive a child. We sought medical treatment from both traditional and modern medicine but to no avail. After

that, we both gave up on the idea of having our own child and considered adopting one in the future. We never

expected to find one on the street, and we thought it must have been a gift from God, so we decided to keep the

baby and raise her as our own until now...”

At that, Patricia turned to glance at Evangeline.

Her weary eyes were filled with love, but there was melancholy in them too.

She and her husband treated Evangeline as if she was their biological daughter.

Even though they were impoverished, they had reserved the best for their daughter. They would cut expenses on

their food and clothing to ensure that Evangeline's life was not inferior to that of wealthy children in the town.

Meanwhile, Oscar kept his head hung low as he smoked, a bitter expression on his face.

He was certain that his daughter was going to leave the Gellana family now that she had found her biological

mother.

But the truth was Evangeline had learned of her birth circumstances a long time ago.

When she was in junior high, her neighbors teased her and accidentally revealed that she was not the biological

daughter of the Gellana family. The revelation upset Evangeline, and she kicked up a fuss in response, determined

to find her biological parents.

The Gellana couple tried to persuade Evangeline to wait until she was a bit older before searching for her biological

parents, but she refused to listen and made a big fuss about it. She even threatened to go on a hunger strike and

commit suicide if they did not help her find her real parents.

The Gellana couple was frightened out of their minds.

Thus, they decided to take out all of their savings to search for Evangeline's biological parents.

Alas, not only did they not find Evangeline's biological parents in two years, but they even used up all of their

savings. As a matter of fact, Patricia was even hospitalized from over-exhaustion.

When Evangeline realized that they could not find her biological parents, she gradually stopped making a fuss, and

peace returned to the family.

However, she became more inclined to spend money, and she became unpredictable. Sometimes, she would be

quiet, and sometimes, she would be quick-tempered.

Nevertheless, the Gellana couple still doted on her as usual. After all, she was their precious daughter whom they

had raised since young.

Upon hearing Patricia's story, Evangeline walked up to Claire and nervously wrung her hands. She blinked her eyes

and asked in a timid voice, “I-Is it true that you're my biological mother?”

Claire, who stood in front of her, was adorned in a custom-fitted white attire that accentuated her tall, graceful

figure. She was also holding herself in an exceptionally sophisticated manner. At first glance, anyone would guess

that she was a wealthy lady who lived in the big cities.

As Evangeline examined Claire more closely, she was struck with an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

It felt as if she had seen Claire's face somewhere else before, but she drew a blank as to where.

“Mom, we can easily find out whether Evangeline is my sister or not by doing a DNA test, and we'll have the results

in just a few days,” Nicole said in a gentle tone.

Ha! Look at the innocent look in this pretentious b*tch's eyes and how strong her desire is to find her biological

family. Well, I'll grant her wish, then.

“Sweet girl, you must have suffered,” Claire squeezed out as she caressed Evangeline's cheek.

When she examined Evangeline's facial features closely, she could not help but notice the similarities between

them. Maybe it was just her own wishful thinking, but the more she looked at Evangeline, the more she felt like she

was looking at a younger version of herself.

“Claire, we still don't have conclusive evidence. Let's wait until we get the results of the DNA test before we talk

about it,” Silvia said, trying to remain calm and rational. She did not want Claire to get her hopes up again, only to

be disappointed if the test results did not turn out as expected.

Claire held onto Evangeline's hand tightly and said, “Let's go to the hospital for a DNA test now. In the meantime,

you and your adoptive parents can stay in our house until the results come out. Would that be all right with you?”

She took a moment to glance at the dazed Gellana couple before saying, “Mr. and Mrs. Gellana, please stay with

the Lamberts for a few days. If it turns out that Evangeline is truly my biological daughter, I will compensate you

with a sum of money. I apologize for any inconvenience caused.

Patricia and Oscar nodded slowly.

Despite their reluctance and discomfort with the situation, the couple could not deny the fact that their daughter's

biological mother had found them. Furthermore, Claire appeared to be wealthy and influential, making it difficult for

them to refuse her proposal.

“Evangeline, welcome to the Lambert family,” Nicole said, hooking her arm around Evangeline's arm as if it was a

force of habit borne from their intimate relationship.

Evangeline's gaze shifted from Nicole's enthusiastic expression to her priceless diamond earrings and beautiful

Chanel suit. The envy in her heart reached its peak.

Now, she was praying that she was Claire's biological daughter.

If that were the case, she would be able to have a gentle mother like Nicole, and she would be able to live the lavish

lifestyle of a wealthy young lady instead of having parents who made a living by selling snacks with a morning stall

and constantly faced harassment from urban management staff. The mere thought of her parents filled her with

shame.

She would not need to live in poverty and listen to the mocking words of others anymore.