The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 526

Lance leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, letting himself sink into a rare moment of quiet.

As soon as Aaron finished talking, Lance’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen. Harrell.

“Lorinda just came in for a DNA test,” Harrell said. “She gave me two strands of hair.”

“Got it,” Lance replied.

So, Latonia had gone to see Catherine and Lorinda, probably to confirm her relationship with Lorinda. That just left the matter of Adela.

“Catherine hasn’t reached out to you?” Lance asked.

“No. If she does, I’ll tell you right away,” Harrell answered.

Lance grunted. “I’m hanging up.”

“Wait,” Harrell added quickly. “Lance, your mother spoke to me.”

Lance’s brows drew together. “About what?”

“She wants to bring Adelina to Eldervale. Asked me to give Adelina a check-up.”

“Did you agree?” Lance asked.

“I had no choice,” Harrell said. “She used the Lane family as leverage. With them involved, I couldn’t refuse.” There was frustration in his voice. No matter his friendship with Lance, he wasn’t much in the eyes of the James family. And Belinda was never one for sentiment.

Lance rubbed his forehead, sighed, and muttered, “Okay,” before ending the call.

He turned to Aaron. “Find out what the Green family is up to this time.”

Ten minutes later, Aaron was back.

“Anything happening with Gavin?” Lance asked, fingers tapping on the desk. “Didn’t he walk out with the orphanage director?”

Aaron shook his head. “Nothing so far. You’d think he’d realize something’s up with the Lee family.”

Lance’s jaw tightened. His eyes narrowed. “What does she see in a guy like that anyway? Do you honestly think that baby could be Gavin’s?”

Deep down, he didn’t believe it. His doubt was as powerful as the suspicion that the child was actually his. It made no sense, but the gut feeling wouldn’t leave him alone. Years in business had taught him to trust his intuition, but right now, he just felt lost.

Aaron hesitated, then remembered, “Oh—Fiona heard Catherine had her baby and sent over a gift. She wants you to give it to Catherine. I’ll get it.” Making his escape, he hurried out.

Less than five minutes later, he returned with a jewelry box. Inside was a delicate golden horse pendant. The tiny eyes sparkled with De Beers diamonds.

This was no ordinary gift. Fiona had it custom made—there was only one like it in the world. Impossible to put a price on it. The meaning mattered more.

Lance took the box, studied the pendant for a second, then got up and headed out the door.