Chapter 1630
No.1
He needed to muddy the waters.
"The truth is already out." A doctor suddenly entered, holding a file. "The original records confirm Xavier is type O. Someone falsified the blood report."
The words landed like a sledgehammer.
Xavier collapsed to the floor.
Hugo Lee paled in panic.
He had bribed the hospital director. How could this happen?
"What?" Mrs. Sullivan finally processed the revelation. "My son and daughter-in-law can't produce a type O child? Then this boy..."
No.2
The grandson she had doted on for over twenty years was an imposter!
Mrs. Sullivan slapped Madam Zade across the face.
"I knew you cheated! You brought this bastard into our family and passed him off as a Sullivan!"
Madam Zade cupped her cheek, tears streaming. "Mother, I didn't—"
"Get out of this house! Take your bastard and get out!" Mrs. Sullivan grabbed her daughter-in-law's hair, ready to strike again.
Vincent quickly intervened. "Mother! We don't have all the facts yet!"
"You're still defending her?" Mrs. Sullivan shrieked, jabbing a finger at her son. "I always said that boy didn't look like you!"
No.3
"Mrs. Sullivan," Evelyn said calmly, "Madam Zade is innocent."
"Who do you think you are?" the old woman snarled.
"Just someone who studied biology." Evelyn remained composed. "Madam Zade has AB blood. It's genetically impossible for her to have a type O child."
The realization struck everyone at once.
"So," she continued, looking at the ashen-faced Xavier, "he was never your son to begin with."
Vincent exhaled in relief.
Madam Zade suddenly broke into loud, wrenching sobs.
No.4
For over twenty years, she had endured endless humiliation because of her "son's" unattractive appearance.
Now the truth was finally out...
"My child... Where is my real child?" Madam Zade crumpled to the floor.
Vincent pulled her into a tight embrace. "We'll find them..."
In the corner, Hugo Lee glared at Evelyn with murderous intent.
The air in the hospital room was suffocatingly still.
Vincent Sullivan's fingers trembled slightly as he dialed the phone, but his voice was ice-cold. "Arrange paternity tests immediately. Three different institutions." His gaze remained fixed on Xavier Stapleton's pale face on the hospital bed. "Full surveillance. Anyone who interferes will face the consequences."
No.5
Hugo Lee stood in the corner, a cold sweat trickling down his back.
He knew better than anyone—once the Sullivan family grew suspicious, the truth could no longer be hidden. The most damning fact? Xavier wasn’t a Sullivan by blood.
Vincent ignored him.
Strangely, now that doubt had taken root, the man who had called him "Dad" for over twenty years seemed like a complete stranger. His features, his mannerisms, his bone structure—nothing resembled the Sullivans.
"Let's go." Vincent steadied his swaying wife.
But Madam Zade suddenly shrieked, "You jinx! Did you even get pregnant back then? Where did you pick up this bastard to fool our family?" Her wrinkled face twisted with rage. "Now we’ve raised an impostor!"
Madam Sullivan froze.
No.6
At the end of the hallway, a young man in a wheelchair was being slowly pushed toward them. Bandages wrapped around his forehead, his pallid face framed eyes identical to Madam Sullivan’s.
Her hands began to shake.
"Are you—" Her voice fractured in the air.
The young man’s eyes reddened. His lips moved soundlessly.
"My child..." Madam Sullivan suddenly lunged forward, collapsing to her knees before the wheelchair. "You’re my real child, aren’t you?"
"Mom..." The young man finally choked out the word.
Vincent rushed forward. "What’s your name?"
No.7
"Roman Young." The young man lifted his face, his gaze clear and steady.
The name struck Vincent like thunder. The fog lifted instantly—this was the Roman Young Evelyn had been protecting all along!
Hugo seized the chaos to slip toward the emergency exit.
He suddenly recalled the unfamiliar medical staff, the sudden appearance of the head nurse... Everything had been orchestrated.