Nicole looked towards Evan, who confirmed her suspicion. Then, they both turned to Levant, who could not help but feel that something was off.
As the footsteps got closer, the noise of the bawling baby got louder. When Murphy carried the baby to Levant, he was still in a daze.
Baffled, he asked, “Dad, please don’t tell me that this is my brother. Are you really so crazy about having a grandchild that you decided to produce one yourself? You’re already at such an advanced age, how… this… oh boy…” This is so shameful!
“Stop talking nonsense! This is not my son, it’s yours! He’s my grandchild.”
The news hit Levant like a wrecking ball.
“Dad, what did you just say? This is my son?”
“Yes!”
“No, wait a minute now… Dad, you must have adopted one or kidnapped one from elsewhere and planned to say that it’s my son. I know, you’re just trying to save your own skin, am I right?”
“You Idiot! Stop spouting nonsense! This is your biological son. If you don’t believe me, you can verify it through a DNA test.”
This is my child? And what did he say? A DNA test?
This…
Levant looked around and saw Sophia smiling at him. “Oh, my nephew, this is indeed your son. There’s no doubt about it.”
Levant was rendered speechless.
He looked at Nicole and Evan. With his arms folded, Evan’s eyes seemed to be mocking him, saying, Did you expect the twist? Are you astonished?
Nicole bowed her head. I was the one who suggested keeping the baby. I was also the person who called the hospital. How should I explain myself and come clean to Levant?
Observing everyone’s responses, Levant stared at the baby in disbelief.
Is this really my son?
How come I wasn’t aware that I have one?
This is too absurd.
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