That sentence hit the room like a physical explosion and caused one of the uncles to gasp in shock. Paige stopped her mocking smirks, and even Adelaide lost the arrogant posture she had maintained all evening.
“The zero percent result does not mean that Toby is not your son, Scott,” Lawrence said with a firm and steady tone. “It simply means that the child is not the biological offspring of the person whose hair was on the brush your mother submitted,” he clarified.
I felt my legs go weak and had to lean against the wall to keep from dropping Toby, who was now wide awake and confused. Scott turned to his mother with a look of pure horror and asked her which bathroom she had taken the sample from.
“I was in the guest suite upstairs, and I grabbed the silver brush that was sitting right there on the counter,” she stammered. Paige’s eyes went wide as she realized the implication and whispered that her husband, Gavin, had stayed in that room last weekend.
