Teresa gave a faint smile, her words contradicting the unwavering determination in her eyes. “We’ll be back,” she said softly.

Benny stormed into Horizonlead Group, muttering, “Damn it. This is crazy.” He then approached Jonathan.

Last night, Benny had gone to a bar and run into Donald, who looked miserable. When Benny asked what was wrong, Donald kept his head down, gulping his drink. He clearly wasn't used to drinking; his awkward, desperate sips spoke volumes of heartbreak.

Benny noticed Donald's thick hair. As Jonathan's cousin, Donald was also blood-related to Jonathan. Benny had a peculiar habit: whenever he saw hair, he wanted to grab some.

Without hesitation, Benny yanked out a few strands of Donald's hair. Donald yelped, clutching his head, but Benny was already rushing out the door. At the entrance, he bumped into Donald's sister, Cheryl, who had come to pick him up.

Benny nodded at Cheryl before leaving. He wanted to compare Donald's hair to the strands he'd taken from Mike and run another DNA test. If Donald and Mike were related, it would connect Mike to the Lynn family. Benny felt sure his instincts were right.

The last time Benny visited Miriam's place, Miriam and Sherry acted suspiciously, almost as if they were trying to cover something up. Benny was determined to confirm the DNA test results once and for all.

After struggling to find a parking spot, Benny finally parked and headed upstairs at the hospital. Just as he reached his floor, he felt a sudden grip on his thigh.

A masked woman clung to his leg, sobbing dramatically. “I’m five months pregnant with your child! You’re such a scumbag, Benny, shirking your responsibilities. You need to take responsibility!”

Benny blinked, completely dumbfounded. “Who the heck are you?”

The woman replied, “Sir, I’m your…”

Benny groaned, rubbing his temples. “Get up and talk like a human, will you? Also, why don’t you take off your mask? Let’s see what kind of lunatic I’m dealing with.”

The woman stood up slowly and then slammed her head into his.

“Jonathan, that woman’s head was made of steel! She knocked me out cold. My nose bled. When I came to, I was in a hospital bed, and the hair I just grabbed was gone! Seriously, is this world completely nuts or what?” Benny groaned.

Jonathan just sat there, looking dead inside, his dark eyes filled with a lifeless emptiness. Benny’s rant was nothing more than background noise to him.

“Yeah, Teresa has decided to leave Nareigh with her sister. She won’t be pursuing her career here anymore. You’ve been divorced for so long, and there’s been no reconciliation. It’s clear there’s no fate between you two. You should let it go,” Benny said.

Jonathan’s mind kept replaying Miriam’s words. He had reached out to Peter, hoping to set him up with Evelyn. He’d even pulled some strings to get Jennifer transferred to Nareigh General Hospital with a promotion to associate senior rank.

He wanted to ask her if she could stay, but deep down, he knew he had no right to say such a thing.

“Jonathan, are you even listening to me?” asked Benny.

Jonathan said, “300 thousand dollars, right? Fine, I’ll send it over.”

“Do you think I care about money? I did this for you. Seriously, don’t you trust my instincts? I’ve always aced multiple-choice questions, even exams. I knew that kid looked like you, but you doubted me. Can’t you be more perceptive?”

Jonathan barely listened to Benny’s chatter. The more Benny talked, the more annoying his voice became. Jonathan didn’t care. Even if the kid looked like him, it didn’t matter. ‘Teresa would never have my child,’ he thought bitterly.

As Benny’s chatter droned on, Jonathan sighed and finally snapped out of his thoughts. He calmly opened one of the drawers in his desk, pulled out a DNA test report, and handed it to Benny.

“I personally collected my hair and the kid’s hair. The test is done. There’s no relation. Satisfied now?” said Jonathan. Benny took the report; the report, issued by the Maternal and Child Health Hospital’s DNA testing center, clearly stated, “No biological relationship between the tested parties.”

Pressing his lips together, Benny pulled out his phone. Before Jonathan could say another word, he transferred 300 thousand dollars. “I’m a man of my word. A bet is a bet, and I lost fair and square. If the kid isn’t yours, then he isn’t.”

Benny lost the bet with Jonathan, and it cost him a car. He was fuming.

Benny stormed out of Horizonlead Group, his fists clenched tight. Just as he was about to reach his car, his phone buzzed. It was Jonathan.

“Didn’t I already send you the money? What now?” Benny snapped, irritation clear in his voice.

Jonathan’s tone was calm but carried a sense of urgency. “I need you to ask Miriam when Teresa is leaving.”

Benny frowned, confused. “Leaving? What do you mean? Where is Teresa going?”

Jonathan said, “She’s leaving Nareigh. And before leaving, she replaced the entire management team at Teremouth Group.”