“My son is not going to raise another man’s child.”
“Don’t talk about my son like that!”
“Your son,” she corrected sharply. “Because he means nothing to this family anymore.”
I turned toward Daniel desperately.
“Tell me you don’t believe this. Please say something.”
He swallowed hard.
“I don’t know what to believe anymore.”
That was the exact second something inside me cracked apart.
Gloria pointed toward the front door.
“You’re leaving tonight. And don’t ever come back here.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but suddenly three loud knocks echoed through the house.
Nobody moved.
Then the front door opened, and a man in a dark suit stepped inside carrying a black folder. His face looked tense and urgent.
“Sorry for interrupting,” he said while looking directly at Daniel. “I’m from the lab. There’s a serious issue with that DNA result.”
The room instantly went silent.
I couldn’t even process what was happening.
The man didn’t look like someone attending dinner. He looked like someone rushing in to stop a disaster before it ruined lives.
Gloria stepped forward immediately.
“And who exactly are you to walk into my house uninvited?”
The man calmly showed an ID badge.
“My name is Marcus Hale. I’m a quality control supervisor from Precision Gen Labs. I need to speak with Mr. Daniel Carter regarding the DNA report he received today.”
Daniel’s face lost color.
“I didn’t call anyone.”
“I know,” Marcus replied. “That’s exactly why I came myself. That report should never have been released.”
No one spoke.
Mason shifted sleepily against my chest, and I rubbed his back while trying to steady my shaking hands.
Brianna crossed her arms.
“How convenient. The second she gets exposed, someone magically appears saying the test was wrong.”
Marcus stayed calm.
“I’m not here to defend anyone. I’m here because proper procedures weren’t followed.”
Gloria’s mouth tightened.
“What procedures?”
Marcus opened the folder.
“The child’s DNA sample was submitted alongside a supposed paternal sample. However, the father’s sample was not collected by authorized staff. No official ID verification was completed. There was no legal chain of custody. The request came through a third party.”
Every head slowly turned toward Daniel.
Mine included.
“You did this without telling me?”
Daniel looked down.
“My mother thought it was better to avoid drama until we had answers.”
I laughed bitterly.
“Avoid drama? You dragged me in front of your entire family with fake accusations.”
Gloria lifted her chin proudly.
“The results weren’t fake. I took Mason’s toothbrush and one of Daniel’s from the bathroom. Any mother would protect her son the same way.”
“You didn’t protect anybody,” I snapped. “You stole things from my house so you could destroy me.”
Daniel stayed silent.
And somehow his silence hurt more than the accusation itself.
Marcus continued carefully.
“When our department reviewed the case, we found inconsistencies. The sample submitted under Daniel Carter’s name does not match a previous genetic profile already stored in our records from an earlier medical screening.”
Daniel looked up sharply.
“What do you mean it doesn’t match?”
“Because the sample submitted wasn’t yours.”
The entire room froze.
One of Daniel’s uncles muttered a prayer under his breath. Brianna’s smug expression disappeared. Even Gloria suddenly looked uncertain.
“That’s impossible,” she whispered.
