Chapter 8 - DNA Test Demands Echoing Across The Grand Ballroom
Arthur Vanderbilt stepped forward, his face purple with rage as he pointed a trembling finger at the children. "Don't fall for this cheap street scam, Jonathan! Those kids could belong to anyone!" Arthur bellowed across the room.
"We demand an immediate public DNA test before you throw your entire legacy away over a stunt!" Arthur shouted. Whispers of agreement rippled through the wealthy audience, many doubting the sudden appearance of the children.
Lily hid her face in Jonathan’s chest, frightened by the booming voice of the angry old billionaire. "They're lying, Daddy... we're yours... please don't let them take us away," Lily sobbed into his lapel.
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Jonathan kissed the top of Lily’s head fiercely, turning his piercing gaze toward his furious future father-in-law. "You want a DNA test, Arthur? We can do it right now on live national television," Jonathan replied coldly.
"Every genetic marker in my body already recognizes my flesh and blood without a lab report," Jonathan added with absolute authority. He turned his back on the Vanderbilt family, signaling to his private security detail standing by the exit.
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