Chapter 3 - The Blood Test
Clara stared at the official document resting on the cold metal table.
Her supposed signature was written perfectly in dark blue ink at the bottom of the page.
"I would never abandon my child," Clara whispered, her voice cracking with fierce maternal instinct.
Edward snatched the paper from the table, his jaw clenching as he read the legal jargon.
"This document is completely meaningless until we prove her true identity," Edward stated coldly.
He turned to the police officers and ordered them out of his private property.
Vivian crossed her arms, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her expensive silk sleeves.
"You are falling for a pathetic scam, Edward."
"I demand a DNA test by my personal medical team right this second," Edward declared, ignoring his fiancée completely.
Vivian’s angry expression instantly shifted into a very strange, relaxed smile.
"I think a DNA test is a wonderful idea," Vivian agreed entirely too quickly.
Clara felt a deep, sickening knot form in her stomach at Vivian's sudden change in attitude.
Edward instructed his security team to escort Clara to the East Wing guest suite.
She was locked inside a luxurious bedroom with strict orders not to open the door for anyone.
An hour later, a soft knock echoed through the quiet room.
A nervous young maid slipped inside, carrying a tray of untouched food.
The maid looked frantically over her shoulder before closing the heavy wooden door.
"You are in terrible danger, ma'am," the maid whispered, pressing a small piece of paper into Clara's hand.
"The private doctor they just brought into the estate is Vivian's biological brother."
Clara felt the blood completely drain from her face.
"They are going to swap the blood samples to prove you are an imposter," the maid warned.
Before Clara could ask any more questions, heavy footsteps echoed loudly in the hallway outside.
The maid gasped in terror and quickly hid inside the massive walk-in closet.
The bedroom door unlocked with a loud click, and Vivian stepped inside holding a sterile medical kit.
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"It is time to extract your blood, Clara," Vivian smiled, holding up a remarkably sharp needle.
"And after you fail this test, I am going to make sure you disappear permanently."
