Chapter 353 Comparing My Dna With Hers
âHow can Aunt Charisaâs daughter be as foolish as her?â
âAnd with her IQ, what does she even understand?â
âGwenn embarra*sed her yesterday, yet she still praised Gwennâs dancing. Sheâs such a fool!â
Zachary chuckled softly. âPerhaps the true foolâŠis not Bunny.â
In the study room of the main villa at Tanner Residence.
âTake the DNA remnants on this cake box for a lab test.â
Mr. Tanner closed his eyes and casually stroked his beard. He instructed his butler, who stood before him, with indifference. âApart from the DNA of Milesâ son on this box, the remaining DNA belongs to Cherise. Compare her DNA with mine.â
The butler acknowledged the instructions and put on rubber gloves before taking the box. away. âMr. Tanner, if the test results show that she is your granddaughterâŠâ
âShould we inform Mr. Beckham?â
âConsidering that he plans toâŠat the birthday banquet in two daysâŠâ
âNo need.â
Mr. Tanner yawned. âEven if she is a descendant of the Tanner family, I donât think she wants to stay in this gilded cage.â
âGo and conduct the test. We can discuss the rest later.â
Cherise and Blake spent the entire day at Tanner Residence watching sitcoms.
At night, Damien returned, with a slight musty smell.
He had returned too late. The dinner at Tanner Residence had already ended.
Therefore, Cherise found the backdoor for servants at Tanner Residence and used her own money to buy salmon before rushing to the kitchen to make honey garlic salmon for
Damien.
When Damien returned, she served the piping hot honey garlic salmon to him in their
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room.
âHoney, youâve been busy all day. You probably havenât eaten, right?â
The girl handed him a set of cutlery with a beaming smile. âI havenât cooked for you long time.â
The man, who had been troubled by financial statements all day, had a smile on the corners of his lips. He raised his hands to stroke her head. âYouâre the best.â
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Cherise grinned, her face slightly flushed. Tm your wife, and youâre my husband. Itâs my duty to cook for you.â
Damien smiled as he picked up his cutlery to cat.
The fragrant aroma and tender fish instantly washed away his exhaustion.
As he ate, he listened to Cherise talk about what had happened and the sitcoms she had watched.
During her conversation, she mentioned Zachary, who had waited for her to eat cake in the morning.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly. âDid he say anything strange to you?â
âStrange?â
Cherise lay on Damienâs legs, furrowing her brow as she pondered. âHe did.â
âHe asked me about Uncle Shawâs name.â
âHe asked you about Uncle Shawâs name?â
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling Zacharyâs conversation with Raymond.
âPerhaps his real name isnât even Elvis Miles.â
âInvestigate everyone with the first name ElvisâŠâ
Damien suddenly froze, holding his utensils.
If he remembered correctly, Cheriseâs uncle was named Elvis Shaw.
âWhatâs wrong, honey?â
Cherise immediately asked earnestly when she saw Damienâs strange expression.
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âItâs nothing.â
Damien shook his head. âI suddenly remembered something that I forgot to tell Mr. Kolson.â
After that, the man quickly pulled out his cell phone.
He was about to call Mr. Kolson but decided to send a text message instead when he noticed Cheriseâs puzzled gaze.
âFind someone to hide the household census details of Elvis, Cheriseâs foster father. Also, send someone to Shawâs village and inform Jack so that the villagers will speak and act. cautiously.
After sending the message, the man placed his cell phone down with his usual expression. He picked up his utensils and continued eating. âYour cooking has improved.â