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Justinâs gaze suddenly turned warm.
He had thought of a set of lines between lovers:
âCan I borrow something from you?â
Why?
âSo that I owe you a living.
Could it be that⦠that woman did things like that too?
After all, Cherry was very good at talkingâ¦..
Justin, whose imagination was running wild, curved the corners of his lips slightly in a smile. He straightened up and asked with a grin, âWhat would you like to borrow?â
âTwo locks of hair.â
Justin, â???â
He looked at Nora with a bit of confusion, but instead saw that she was looking at him seriously. She said, âMm, as I recall, I guess.â
Justin, â!â
He stared at the woman in front of him. Suddenly, he bent down a little, put his hands on his knees and lowered his head. âOkay. Go ahead and take them then.â
The manâs actions, as he suddenly lowered his head and approached her, made Nora startle.
Then, she looked at the manâs hair.
His shampoo had a vanilla scent, which smelled very refreshing. There was no greasy smell either. The texture of the manâs hair, like him, was distinct, black and hard.
Nora reached out, located a spot where it didnât hurt so much and pulled out two strands of hair.
The hair pricked her skin a little. When she lowered the manâs head, his slightly curved neck and Adamâs apple were exceptionally obvious. He looked up slightly: the deep, bottomless look in his eyes, as well as his obedient and docile appearance at that moment, made him look like a puppy⦠waiting for his owner to adopt himâ¦.. Cough. Her imagination was running a little wild.
Nora took a couple of steps back when she was done. She said, âOkay, Iâm done.â
Justin laughed. âDo you need more?â
âArenât you afraid of going bald?â replied Nora. Right after she said that, however, she felt the comment sounded too intimate, so she looked away again.
Justin slowly stood up again. When he saw her carefully tuck the locks of hair into a bag, it seemed to him that she finally understood something.
He let out a low chuckle and said, âIn that caseâ¦. Good-bye, Miss Smith?â
âMm. Goodbye.â
ï½ððï½ ï½ðï½ðï½ï½ ï½ ðï½ É¢ðï½ððï½ðï½ð.ððð Justin only got into the car after seeing Nora turn around and walk into the villa. After getting into the car, he felt even more cheerful.
That woman must be planning to do a DNA test on his hair, right?
After all, her son was with him, so she must want to confirm it one last time.
It seemed that he did, indeed, care a little about his identity as the childâs father? This at least showed that he did care about him, didnât it?
After some consolation, Justin turned around and left happily.
Unbeknownst to himâ¦
Nora went upstairs and called Lily immediately after entering the villa. When Lily answered, she said, âI have the DNA sample from the childrenâs father here. Iâll send you the DNA samples from him and the children later.â
âWhat for, do you want to check if they are father and son?â
âNo.â
It wasnât that Justin was an idiot. If he hadnât already confirmed that Pete was his son, why would he deal with him until now?
It wasnât like he had a penchant for raising other peopleâs kids for them.
Itâs just thatâ¦
A disdainful Nora said, âCheck his IQ genes and see if it lowers Cherryâs. After all, my daughter inherited half her IQ from him!â
ââ¦â
âCheck also if the gene for narcissism is inherited or not.â
ââ¦â
âBy the way,â asked Nora, who had a lowered gaze, a calm expression and cold, clear eyes, âDid you immediately destroy all my DNA data after the comparison?â
âYes, I did!â a resigned Lily said, âAnti, your IQ genes are certainly a bit peculiar, but such mutations exist in ordinary people as well. Why do you always have to keep yourself so securely secret? No normal person would check your genes. I suspect you have a severe case of persecution complex.â
Nora paid no attention to his teasing.
To be honest, she wanted to complain about the whole situation too. It wasnât she who had a persecution complex, but her mother, Yvette. Besides, the audio recording constantly reminded her to be careful at all times.
Therefore, she would just lay low as much as possible.
Lily then asked, âAbout the sudden operation you mentioned, do you need our professional team to check it out?â
The surgery was not as simple as making a few cuts with a knife. Several preparations had to be made before the operation, all situations that might occur during the operation had to be carefully considered and corresponding strategies had to be worked out for them.
Usually, assistants who had worked with the chief surgeon for many years could better understand the chief surgeonâs intentions.
Lily was Noraâs assistant during most of her operations. She was his most capable assistant.
At her question, Nora suddenly thought of something. The corners of her lips curved into a smile and she replied, âNo, itâs okay. Iâve reviewed the medical records Shaw sent. Itâs a minor operation he can do himself. It just happens that his hands arenât stable enough, thatâs all.â
The operations were a piece of cake for Anti. Seeing his confidence, Lily didnât refute her and hung up.
In the evening, Nora mailed Justinâs DNA sample.
When she went to bed, she saw a new text message on her phone. It was from Justin the Narcissist: âActually, I donât believe in getting married either, Miss Smith. At first I was very worried that I wouldnât be able to take responsibility for you despite your feelings for me. However, after talking and interacting with you tonight, I discovered that you and I agree in opinion on this. It seems that we both like to date but not marry.
After my inspection, you have passed my review. From now on, we can start dating.â
Nora, â?â
She couldnât help but wonder if she was reading the messages right.
What kind of messages had that scumbag just sent her?
Dating? When had she ever said she was going out with him?
The corners of Noraâs lips spasmed. She was about to ask him when the man sent another message: âAre you free for lunch tomorrow at noon, girlfriend?
Nora: âGirlfriend?â
Justin the Narcissist: âYou were the one who said today that you just wanted to go out and didnât want to get married. I agree. Since weâre dating, then doesnât that make you my girlfriend?â
Nora: ââ¦â
She stared at the cell phone and was silent for a long, long time. For some reason, when she saw the word âgirlfriendâ, she felt a little sweetness in her heart.
He replied, âIâm not free tomorrow.
In four days, he would have to operate on the child that Director Shaw had mentioned. Therefore, he had to get enough sleep for the next three days, and also prepare all the plans.
After sending the message, she lay down, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Pete, who had finished his homework, quietly entered the room and covered her with a comforter. Then he climbed on the other side of the bed, lay down and picked up his cell phone.
The little boy stared at the ceiling. What he was thinking, however, was that the next day he had dancing lessons again. When exactly was the tyrant going to send Cherry to the Quinn School of Martial Arts? When exactly was he going to be able to change with her again?
She didnât want to dance anymore!
Besides, didnât they say Mia had already recovered from her allergic reaction? Why wasnât she in the garden yet? If she didnât attend classes again the next day, should I call and ask for her?
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A day later, at the Smithâs house.
Joel stared at his subordinate, who was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, and asked, âDid you get the DNA sample from Miss Smith?â
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