Stolen moments

Chapter 28(B)

"What does it mean, Dr Ivan? I need your confirmation" Eleanora spoke up.

"According to the results right here.. " he raised the paper pointing out the underlined words. "It shows 99.9%, meaning you match. Miss Martinez is your daughter"

An excited cry left Eleanora's lips as she runs up towards Leah pulling her into a hug, holding on tightly, not letting her go.

"I knew" she released her looking at her face "I knew you were my daughter all along, i could feel it in my bones!" She chirped excitedly pulling her into a hug again.

Leah kept quiet, carefully putting her arms around the woman's waist. She looks at Alfredo who gave her one of his warm brotherly smile.

She has a brother? She has an elder brother?!

She returned it with an awkward yet kind smile.

Gabriel stared at them with pride in his eyes and love in his heart. How he wished things were different. The doctor slightly cleared his throat as he turn to him.

"About the other one" Dr Ivan spoke quietly only for him to hear.

"Am all ears" he said leaving no room for arguments.

Dr. Ivan sighed bringing out a new envelope. Gabriel refused to take it from his hand, shaking his head.

"I trust you, just tell me" he commanded.

"Gabriel, am speaking to you right now as a friend not just as a family doctor. You need to take it easy_"

"Tell me... " Gabriel growled.

This attracted the others attention. His sudden mood change caused Alfredo to frown and Eleanora looks worried while Leah looks confused.

His he not happy? She thought.

"The test result confirms you don't match showing negative_"

"I knew it! All this while.. I saw the damn sign! Fuck!" He flared up.

Eleanora held unto Leah not knowing what to do.

"Dad.. What is going on?" Alfredo asked frowning at his behavior.

"So help me God... that woman is leaving  house today"  he growled. Alfredo took the test results from the table, reading through the words. His eyes widens when he understood what the whole message implies. 

Then a phone rang, Gabriel fetched his phone from his breast pocket, answering it.

"Hello... Mr Anderson speaking" his narrowed eyes widen at the person's words on the phone "what?! "

A manipulative b*tch, yes a bit*h.

That is the adjective normally used to describe the forty two year old woman. Giselle Anderson as always been a thorn in the flesh to almost anybody she had an encounter with.

Born with a silver spoon, she has always had everything done her way or done for her. Right from her childhood, she lacked parental care and she was always spoilt with the good things of life.

Literally, she was given everything.

She had always been the kind of person who gets what she wants. She doesn't have to raise a finger before she get whatever she wants. Things started getting bad when her family went bankrupt due to mismanagement of funds and lavish and unnecessary spending.

This did not go down well with Giselle, she was not ready to stop her lavish spending or lose her social class. This made her use her only ticket out of penury.