Mandy was confused with Jean's words and had no idea what her daughter was saying. With a sly smile, Jean told Mandy, "Mom, Zoe only suspects me because I haven't done a paternity test. But what if the paternity test results indicate that I am Barton's biological daughter? Do you think she will remain suspicious of me?"

In a calm tone, Mandy said, "No, she won't be anymore. No matter how dubious Zoe is to you, the paternity test results are absolute. Even if she can't believe it, she has to accept what the results indicate."

"Great! That's what I want!" A sly smile flashed across Jean's face. "If Zoe is suspecting me, I'll cover her mouth with the truth."

With a frown, Mandy warned Jean, "That's easier said than done! It's impossible to alter the results of the paternity test. Such a risky move might expose you! We should hide it as long as we can. Even if push comes to shove,

arrived with a man wearing a suit.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses highlighted the man's eyes. He looked gentle, but his eyes were unfamiliar and cold.

"Terence, you are finally here." With embarrassment, Jean looked at Terence and blushed. However, she ignored the man behind Terence. "Sit down, and have a taste of this coffee I prepared for you."

"No, thank you." An indifferent expression painted Terence's face. He calmly sat on the sofa in the reception area, and a majestic aura radiated from him.

With an awkward smile, Jean sat down on the sofa next to Terence. After a moment of hesitation, she reluctantly asked, "Why are you here? I thought you don't want to see me anymore."

Jean revealed an aggrieved expression as if she was an abandoned woman, full of regret and sorrow.

"Terence, I—" However, Terence interrupted Jean before she could even finish her sentence.