anwhile, as soon as Conrad got into the backseat of the car, he heard Warren's voice from the front seat.
"Sir, a report just ca in," said Warren while his boss settle on his spot. "It seed the first son of chairman Quinn had done a DNA test."
Conrad paused, furrowing his brows. "A DNA?"
"Yes, Sir. Should we look into it?"
Conrad didn't answer imdiately, finding a comfortable spot in the backseat. When he leaned back and rested his leg over the other, a shallow breath slipped past his lips.
"No need," he answered, turning his head to the window as the car moved away. "There's no need to know the truth. It's not important."
"Alright."
"Just make sure to interfere with Maynard or anyone who is digging up about Stella Cloven."
"Yes, sir."
With that being said, silence followed. Conrad kept his eyes on the window as they traveled to his next appointnt.
'A DNA, huh?' whispered Conrad to himself, letting out a faint sigh. 'Just what in the world, Rocco?'
Conrad didn't get any answer from Rocco or Maynard, but he wasn't born yesterday to not put two and two together. Although there were still many whys that didn't make sense. For instance, why didn't Rocco tell Maynard about the child in Stella's womb? And were Rocco and Stella truly dated after Stella and Maynard broke up?
If Conrad was going to answer for them, he would say that was impossible. He may not be as active in their group during that ti and he might not be close with Stella, but he knew Rocco. Rocco was the nicest person Conrad had ever t, and he also had the longest patience. It was unbelievable to think that Rocco would date soone his best friend loved dearly. Although he couldn't completely rule that out, since love was love.
Love was a strange and mysterious thing.
'What a complicated situation…' another sigh escaped Conrad's lips, having a headache at the love triangle. 'If Maxen wasn't involved, I wouldn't care much. But… is it possible Maxen is Maynard's son? Why would Asher run a DNA test — is it Maxen and Maynard's DNA test?'
Conrad frowned before shaking his head mildly. 'No, that's impossible. Why would he do that?'
"Warren," he called his assistant, receiving a quick hum from the latter. "Find out what sort of DNA test the young master of the Quinn did."
Warren furrowed his brows, looking back at the back seat. It was rare for Conrad to take back his words, but it was understandable. In Warren's understanding, everything that had happened and the situation Conrad was getting himself involved in was for Maxen.
It wasn't Conrad's nature to poke his nose into other people's affairs, but Maxen was more like Conrad's son. If Maxen and Conrad stood side by side, even if they didn't resemble, one would mistake them as father and son. Not that it was the most important matter.
Maxen was already a part of the Blac Family. And thus, Conrad had to step in if he knew matters of the past that weren't settled properly would affect his son.
"Sure, sir." Warren tilted his head down slightly before looking ahead on the road. This ti, the silence that descended in the car lasted until they reached their next destination.
Everyone went about their usual routine, and ti quickly passed by, just like how it should be. Conrad still had to go eting after eting, expanding his wealth just like Maynard Quinn. The children, Cosette, Luke, and Maxen went by studying and reviewing intensively to prepare for their last exam as third years with the determined Remo and Fay. anwhile, Asher had to juggle between work and school matters and maintain his excellent performance. On the other side of the world, a particular don in the underground was still busy surviving or killing every day.
Overall, it had been peaceful.
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Two weeks later…
"Sir, the results of the investigation ca out." Warren placed an envelope on Conrad's desk, standing in front of the desk. "It took so ti because we have to make another thorough investigation to make sure the accuracy of the matter."
Warren's expression was stern, watching Conrad raise his eyes as the latter was sitting behind the wide desk. "Additional information was added, sir."
Conrad assessed his assistant's countenance and he could tell Warren had done more than he was asked. It had been two weeks since he gave out this order, and it was true it took quite longer than usual. Usually, it would only need a few days, but this took two weeks.
Conrad had no problems with it, though. The past two weeks had been hectic, not just for him, but also for everyone. His daughter and Maxen had been studying nonstop that sotis, he would just join them in the garden and watched them study.
"Thank you, Warren." Conrad bent over, sliding the envelope to him. He leaned back, feeling that the envelope was thicker than he expected. "Good work."
Warren kept his lips in a thin line, tilting his head down before sauntering off. Conrad glanced at his assistant's back as the latter left, before shifting his focus to the envelope. Whatever Warren saw in this result must be shocking; after all, Warren wouldn't have such an expression if it wasn't important or shocking enough.
With that thought in mind, Conrad prepared himself as he opened the envelope and took out the docunts in his hand.
The first thing that welcod him was Stella's profile. Conrad skimd through it and furrowed his brows, frowning.
"This doesn't make sense…" he whispered, reading so ridiculous information about how Stella was an employee.
Even though Conrad didn't know Stella that much, he rembered that this young lady was a bright and smart lady. She might be soone Conrad barely paid attention to, but her na was everywhere along with Conrad and Rocco, as she was a topnotcher, always coming in third or fourth in national exams and the like. Therefore, it was ridiculous to see that Stella had a hard ti looking for a job and have such a terrible record.
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