The Ex-Wife's Secret (Jonathan and Teresa) novel Chapter 207

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Benny chucked, he confidence shining through. This kind of chance disent come ground often 200 thousand dollars in e already mine, he thought, his grin futt of self assurance

“Oh, by the way. Frank, how’s confidentiality at your DNA testing center) You no chance of a mix-up, is there? Banny asked

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“Seriously? You think you’re some kind of prince? Who’s got the time or the guts to pull off something the that it’s legal you know Frank scoffed

Benny thought about it and had to admit Frank had a point. The DNA testing center he’d thosen was one of the mod reputable in Nareigh, and he’d entrusted the task to a reliable friend

If the process was solid, then the results had to be accurate.

Benny whistled a cheerful tune as he started the car and left.

Benny arrived at the dealership with the DNA test results in hand, ready to pick up his new Range Rover. He parked his Lamborghini

The dealership staff greeted him enthusiastically. “Benny, shall we proceed with the contract? Are you paying in full or using the loan?”

“In full. Hold on a sec, Benny replied, tearing open the document folder with one hand. He pulled out his phone, ready to call Jonathan and ask for the money.

Benny’s confidence came from his unshakable gut instinct, which had never let him down since childhood. Whether it was guessing answers on exams, especially those tricky math and chemistry multiple–choice questions, or reading people’s intentions, he always had a knack for getting it right.

Even when it came to relationships, Benny could instantly tell if someone was into him for his money, his family background, or genuine affection. His instincts never failed him.

So, even though he suspected Jonathan might have used a sketchy DNA testing center, Benny was absolutely certain of the outcome. His gut told him there was no way he could be wrong.

With this mindset, Benny quickly opened the document folder and pulled out the DNA test report. He flipped straight to the last page, his heart steady with confidence.

In his mind, even if Jonathan and Michael weren’t father and son, there had to be some blood relation. After all, the resemblance between the two was undeniable. That was Benny’s firm belief.

But the final result said otherwise. There was no blood relation between the two. Benny froze, his eyes glued to the words. A dry, bitter laugh escaped his throat, his disbelief turning into anger.

‘What the hell? Are you kidding me right now? No blood relation? Seriously? Benny thought. My gut’s wrong? No way. Absolutely not.”

“No way. This has to be a screw–up,” Benny muttered as his jaw clenched. Scrolling past Jonathan’s number, he dialed his contact at the DNA testing center directly.

“Hey, it’s me. What the hell is this? The report says no match. How’s that even possible?” he asked.

“It’s not a parent–child relationship, which means there’s no blood relation,” Frank replied.

“No way. They look practically identical. How could they not be related? Did you mess up the test or something?” Benny demanded.

“Benny, cut it out, Frank said, clearly annoyed. “I’ve been in this business for over five years without a single mistake. “I’ve seen all kinds of people, including hotheads like you. The results are solid. No errors. I know it’s hard to swallow, but that’s the truth. Deal with it.”

Benny snapped, “Deal with it, my ass. It’s not about my kid. I told you I was doing this test for my friend and a kid who looks like his clone.

“And now you’re telling me they’re not related? No way. This has to be a glitch, a bug in the system.”

“Calm down, man. What’s got you so worked up?” Frank replied. “Your friend doesn’t even seem bothered.”

“Of course, I’m worked up. That’s 300 thousand dollars down the drain.” Benny furned. “I was at the dealership, ready to drive off in my new car. Now, not only am I not getting the car, but I owe him 300 thousand dollars instead.”

“Wait. Did you actually bet 300 thousand dollars on this? That’s one hell of a gamble,” Frank said.

“I can’t believe this…” Benny was speechless, still in disbelief. He refused to accept the result, certain that something had

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gone wrong somewhere in the process.

Benny racked his brain, going over every detail–the people he met, the delays, and the distractions: But he still couldn’t figure out where it all went wrong.

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