Tristan snatched Elara's phone, playing the message over and over.
"What the heck is this guy on about? Is he speaking gibberish? Am I missing something here?"
How come he could understand every word, but couldn’t make heads or tails of it?
Elara blinked, overwhelmed by the tidal wave of information coming from the recording. What did it mean that she was Jacob's child?
Beckett sidled up to Elara. "Dad, I thought Mr. Jacob Pollack was a bachelor. How could he have kids?"
Could it be that Tandy got it wrong? With so many kids at the orphanage, a mix-up wouldn't be that far-fetched.
Tristan shook his head. "Ancient history. Heard his fiancée passed away young, they never made it down the aisle. But that's not the point!"
What mattered was how mind-blowing this whole situation was!
Sienna looked at Elara with concern. "Elara, what do you think?"
Meeting the hopeful yet cautious gaze of her family, Elara slowly shook her head. "I don't know. Let's get a DNA test with Mr. Pollack first."
Tristan smacked his forehead. "Right, DNA first! Maybe Tandy's just talking nonsense!"
Palmer's audio file had also made its way to Jacob's phone. He replayed it numerous times! He'd snooped around Heartfelt Orphanage and Tandy Hospital in private more times than he could count! Tandy's words were all over the place, but Jacob was not ready to let go of the details just yet.
The Schnabel family marched into Jacob's office in full force.
Knowing Jacob could potentially be his daughter's biological father, Tristan's gaze was filled with complex emotions. He decided to cut to the chase.
"Mr. Pollack, mind sparing us a few strands of your hair?"
Jacob looked up at the Schnabels, especially at Elara, who had remained silent.
"You've heard the recording too?"
"We have. Let's just verify whatever that person said is true."
Jacob let out a weary sigh, plucked a few hairs, and handed them to Elara in a sealed bag.
"Polaris Star Lab has the equipment for DNA testing; they're faster than ours."
Elara frowned slightly. "You don't seem surprised at all?"
Could Jacob have known about this all along?
Jacob pulled out a locket from under his lab coat, opened it, and reluctantly passed it to Elara.
The photo inside stunned the entire Schnabel family.
The woman in the picture bore an uncanny resemblance to Elara. It was like looking at a carbon copy of her beauty.
Jacob offered a bitter smile. "Striking resemblance, isn't it? The first time I saw you, I thought you looked so much like her. Elara, go get that DNA test."
Beckett frowned. "Mr. Pollack, if you had suspicions about Elara's identity before, why didn't you say anything?"
Jacob's fists clenched, his voice thick with sorrow. "What was I supposed to say? I didn't even know I could possibly have a child! My fiancée Yvette is gone, and there's no one to tell me the truth. And even if she is my child, is it my place to just come out with it?"
Sienna hugged Elara, stroking her face with affection. "Elara, if you don't want to acknowledge him, you'll always be a Schnabel. You and Noella are my daughters, and we'll always be together as a family."
Tristan huffed disdainfully. "Acknowledge a big-headed ghost? We're going home! What a crappy lab. If you knew Elara was your kid all along and still allowed her to be mistreated without claiming her, I swear I'll have Phoenix Lab shut down in no time!"
Beckett coughed subtly, trying to diffuse the tension. "Dad, come on, Phoenix Lab is a national asset."
Tristan held Elara's hand tightly, his gaze icy as he looked at Jacob. "Elara, let's go home. Your grandma's been itching to get you out of this place for ages. You want to do research? Our family will back you with a bigger and better lab. My daughter doesn't need to take any crap from anyone."
Sienna was in full agreement, "Exactly, let's head back!"
The family arrived with a mighty presence and left together just as robustly, leaving Jacob behind with a face full of sorrow. He stared at the pocket watch Elara had left on the table, his heart filled with anguish.
Had he really made a mistake?
As soon as they stepped outside Emerald County, Sienna video-called Noella.
"Noella, darling, what that man said may have been true, but we’re choosing not to acknowledging it," Sienna recounted the events from the lab. Tristan's furious curses could be heard through the phone, clearly livid with Jacob's actions.
"What does Elara want? As long as she’s happy, that's all that matters."
Seeing her daughter’s understanding and sweetness filled Sienna's heart with pride.
Elara leaned in to see Noella on the screen, her eyes rimmed red but her face breaking into a gentle smile at the sight of her.
"Noella, thank you. I know one of the main reasons you went to Lockhart Prison was for me. Noella, I really, really, really love you!"
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