âTo bring glory to Nolan Group, of course!â Carmen smiled cheerfully. The racing suit hugged her body in the right places and showed off her beautiful figure. Her radiant face, coupled with her mane of long, shiny hair, made her look extremely alluring.
Nathan couldnât help but hug her tightly. âI heard that youâve managed to bring your speed up to 430 miles an hour. Itâs great to have you back on our team!â
âI only managed to do that once! It doesnât mean Iâll be able to reach 430 miles an hour in every single race.â Carmen laughed, looking very sexy as she did.
However, there was a hint of pride in her voice.
Carmen held the record for the fastest racing speed in the country. For the last few years, she had been racing with another team overseas. However, she had received news that Nolan Group was participating in an international competition. Immediately, her mind had jumped to Lucasâs cold, beautiful face, and his powerful position in society.
This was an excellent chance for her to get close to him, and she wasnât going to pass it up.
She was the fastest racer in the entire country, after all! Only a woman like her could befit a man like him.
Letting go of Nathan, Carmen made her way over to Lucas and said with a brilliant smile, âMr. Nolan, arenât you happy to see me?â
âOf course, Iâm happy to see you. Thank you for offering to help us during our hour of need,â Lucas replied politely. âPlease have a seat. Regarding your participation in this race, if you have any conditions youâd like us to fulfill, please feel free to mention them.â
âJust give me the same treatment as you extend to Mr. Cartier here.â Carmen continued to flash her brilliant smile at him. She believed firmly that, with time, she would be able to make Lucas fall in love with her.
Meanwhile, Ashlyn was busy â very busy.
However, when the afternoon rolled around, she still took the time off to drop by Mr. Chapmanâs for a visit.
Mr. Chapman was well on his way to recovery. In fact, he already looked much better than he did yesterday.
When he saw Ashlyn, Mr. Chapman stretched an arm out to her and croaked, âMy⦠child.â
âYour body is still very weak, so thereâs no need for you to greet me.â Ashlyn dragged a chair over and sat down by his bedside. She surveyed the old man rather coolly.
To this day, she still couldnât believe that her mother was a member of the Chapman family.
None of Mr. Chapmanâs features resembled her motherâs at all.
âI-is my mother really from the Chapman family?â Ashlyn felt a little doubtful. The emotions swirling within her were so complicated that she couldnât put them into words.
âIâ¦â Just as Mr. Chapman began to say something, the door swung open, and a nurse stepped into the room. She was holding an envelope in her hand.
âDr. Berry, the results of your paternity test is out.â
Ashlyn felt her heart skip a beat. Standing up abruptly, she took the envelope from the nurse.
This was the moment she had been looking forward to. However, with the results right before her, she felt a little hesitant to look at them. She was rarely afraid of anything, but she truly felt afraid now.
Howeverâ¦
Taking a deep breath, Ashlyn ripped off the seal on the envelope containing the test results.
Flipping through the rest of the pages, she quickly arrived at the last page.
When she saw the results printed at the bottom of the page, she froze in shock.
Although she already had an inkling about what the results would be, having the results stare at her in the face felt horrible.
âNon-kinshipâ.
âNon-kinshipâ!
She truly wasnât Horaceâs biological daughter at all.
So it was as she had feared.
Suddenly, everything seemed so clear now.
Ashlyn finally understood why Horace had mistreated, taken advantage of, hated, and neglected her on so many counts.
Well, if Iâm not Horaceâs biological daughter, then what about grandma? Did she know about this, too?
Ashlyn stuffed the documents back into the envelope. After that, she bid Mr. Chapman farewell and left in a hurry.
There was one thing she had to do now. She had to find her grandma and demand an explanation from her.
Her grandmother, Susan, had been discharged from the hospital a while ago. Now, she stayed in one of Horaceâs old houses.
She was the only person staying in the large house. If it hadnât been for the nurse who accompanied her and chatted with her on a daily basis, Susan wouldâve given up on life much sooner.
As she busied herself by peeling garlic in the living room, she heard the front door open and then shut.
Looking up, she saw Ashlyn walk into the room.
The girlâs face was deathly pale, and her expression was as cold as the frost of early winter. The look she shot towards her grandmother was both foreign and familiar.
Susanâs heart ached a little for her granddaughter. Smiling at her good-naturedly, she said, âAshlyn, youâre here!â