Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 411

Chapter 411 I’m Not Going Back

Chapter 411 I’m Not Going Back

With that, Zane strode out of the office, breaking into a near jog the moment he crossed the doorway.

Finn followed close behind.

Downstairs, he was already sliding into the backseat of his town car.

Rolling down the window halfway, his sharp profile cut through the night air. The line of his nose gave him an edge of steel as he spoke. “Confirm the info she gave us. Stake out the location. And keep eyes on the paternity results for Henry and Nadine.”

His voice was low and commanding.

Zane bent halfway, nodding again and again.

Once the orders were done, the window slid up, and the car peeled off without the slightest hesitation, exhaust trailing in its wake.

Zane stood there, only straightening once he was sure the car was gone.

He let out a long sigh, muttering to himself.

This is what being a working stiff feels like.

With a bitter smile, he shook his head and started back toward the building. But before he could reach the doors, his phone lit up with a call. The screen read: “Lock Group Private Hospital.”

He answered right away.

“Mr. Black, the hair analysis you requested has come back. I’ve sent someone over to deliver it to your office.”

“Appreciate it.”

His stomach dropped at the words. Hanging up, he broke into a fast stride for the reception

desk.

The front desk clerk brightened when she saw him. “Perfect timing, Mr. Black. A courier just dropped off a file from the hospital for the CEO’s office.”

“Give it to me.”

He snatched the envelope, tore it open, and pulled out the report.

It was the test Finn had ordered–hair samples from Henry and Nadine sent for DNA analysis.

They’d both known the answer already. Blood ties like that were as solid as stone. Still, a paper report would strengthen Tess’s defense in court.

Zane’s eyes ran to the last line: “Probability of kinship–99.9%.” His brow eased at last.

He snapped a few photos of the report and sent them straight to Finn.

By now, Finn had already reached the train station.

He slipped onto the train just in time, finally with a moment to check his phone.

The DNA report photo glowed on his screen. Without thinking, he forwarded it straight to Tess.

After a long pause, her reply came. “?”

“When did you do this?”

Finn replied, “Not long ago.”

And then—nothing.

Finn stared at the screen, the silence stretching. He didn’t even notice the night pressing down against the windows outside.

With her quiet gnawing at him, he picked up the phone, set it down, and then finally caved and typed again.

“When you’re back in Aetheris, I’ll have Zane deliver the report to you.”

Tess sent another message, “Thanks.”

Just that–one plain word. Still cold. Yet Finn’s long fingers tightened around the phone, his heart thudding with a rush he couldn’t hide.

He coughed softly, covering his mouth, trying to smother the grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

Even a small “thank you” means something. Proof she hasn’t rejected me outright.

Meanwhile, Tess and Lyra sat side by side on the train bound for Krigan.

Lyra caught sight of the message on Tess’s screen, her eyes narrowing. “What’s this? A guilty conscience? Now that you’re divorced, he suddenly thinks he should win

The bite in her tone made Tess shift, embarrassed.

That flicker of discomfort didn’t slip past Lyra’s sharp gaze.

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