Chapter 1214: 544 Shuwei (First Watch)_3 Chapter 1214: 544 Shuwei (First Watch)_3 “What?
How could this happen?
I noticed that the girl and our Aria family had incompatible energies from the start, and now she’s caused such a major incident.”
He had already investigated.
Vanessa Aria had a personal grudge with Virginia Frost, a debt inherited from her father.
Vanessa wouldn’t let this go, and if this implicated The Arias, it would be a loss bigger than a gain.
Peter Aria curled his lips, his gaze filled with endless coldness: “What a pity, hindering my brother’s path to higher positions.
If my brother has any anger or resentment, it should be directed at me, not vented on an innocent child.”
Matthew Aria gave a cold snort: “In your eyes, is our elder brother such a person?
...
This is simply unreasonable.”
Having said this, he turned around and left.
Peter Aria took a deep breath, realizing that he wouldn’t be able to sleep.
He decided to sit up and look through research documents, preparing for the surgery in two days.
Louie Capris was looking at a report that had just arrived, frowning.
He recalled that one of his seniors was an expert in genetics and thought about making a phone call for advice.
However, she was busy and the phone line constantly engaged.
Louie thought his senior must be really busy, and he could ask her later.
He was not able to attend the Aria’s banquet last night because he had to perform an emergency surgery.
When the surgery ended, it was already midnight.
The major incident of Anton Cook being sent to the hospital couldn’t escape his notice.
He was also aware that Vanessa Aria had been arrested, that Vanessa 2 was an impostor, and that Aubree Groove was the real Vanessa Aria’s daughter and thus Peter Aria’s niece—a blood relation.
He had guessed this awhile ago.
Not too long ago, Peter Aria had given him two samples of hair to help find a reliable lab for a kinship test.
It was a kinship test, not a paternity test.
Peter Aria, who had been overseas for over a decade, naturally did not fully understand these testing services, so there was no one more suitable to ask for help than him.
Results were needed urgently and had to be produced as quickly as possible.
A kinship test between indirect relatives was complex.
Chromosomal and mitochondrial genetic tests were required to confirm whether or not there was a blood relationship.
As Peter Aria needed the results urgently, once the chromosomal test confirmed there was a blood relationship, he took that report to the banquet to prove it to everyone.
The real report only reached Dr.
Capris’ hands just now.
Looking at the results, Louie Capris fell into contemplation.
While he didn’t know much about genetics, he was still a medical student and had basic knowledge.
Mitochondria are usually passed on via the egg cell, meaning that mitochondrial diseases caused by genetic mutations are predominantly inherited from the mother.
In this test report, the mitochondrial genetic similarity of the two samples was 0%, however, their X-linked genetic similarity reached 50%.
Evidently, these were not maternally inherited genes…
“What on earth is going on?”
Aubree clearly has a blood relationship with Madam.
Did he doze off when he was studying genetic inheritance and only understood half of what was taught?
Or was there a mistake in these test results?
Or perhaps his brain was not functioning properly after staying up all night performing major surgery.
In any case, as long as the result indicated that Aubree was a descendant of the Aria family and that she shared a blood relationship with Madam and Peter Aria, that would be enough.
“Dr.
Capris, the patient in bed 28 has suddenly started convulsing.
Please go check on them immediately.”
The nurse urgently shouted from the door.
Dr.
Capris instantly tucked the test report into the bottom-most drawer and quickly walked away, leaving the matter behind.
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Aubree had taken a nap and woke up in the evening.
Snow had started to melt from the roof and was dripping down the cracks in the tiles, making a “drip, drip” sound.
In the dim twilight, it cast a tranquil atmosphere.
A beam of the setting sun penetrated the wooden lattice window and cast a patch of light on the floor.
The light and shadow divided the light into small segments, making it resemble a spider web.
As Aubree sat up, she took a moment to look around the room before she remembered—this was the Aria residence.
No, henceforth it would also be her home.
Aubree approached the vanity mirror, picked up a wooden comb to brush her hair and put on a pale pink coat from the closet.
Just as she was about to walk out the door, she realized she had forgotten her phone beside the bed.
As she picked up the phone, a WeChat message appeared on the screen.
It was from Peter Aria: “Awake yet?
I’ve made a meal plan for you and sent it to the kitchen.
You should follow it for this entire month.
Be obedient.”
He also sent a cute emoji patting a head.
Almost instinctively, the corners of Aubree’s mouth rose.
She replied: “Okay.”
Almost the instant she sent the message, Peter Aria called her.
His voice was hoarse and full of a sense of suppressed exhaustion and forced effort: “Go have your meal.
Afterward, keep Madam company and watch some TV.
I won’t be home tonight.
If you can’t sleep, you can chat with me.
I’ll be happy to keep you company.”