"Uncle, the DNA tests have confirmed everything. What else is unclear?"
Theodore Lucas's expression darkened. He couldn't shake the feeling that Maxwell Lucas was deliberately making things difficult for the two children.
He knew Maxwell Lucas didn't like Evelyn Lucas much, but disliking her was one thing—how could he question her identity?
Maxwell Lucas said nothing, his face cold as he clapped his hands.
"Clap, clap, clap—"
After three crisp sounds, two people entered through the side door.
One of them was someone everyone recognized: his face was cold and expressionless. It was Sebastian Lucas VII, who had been missing from A City for quite some time.
The other person walking beside him was hunched over, his hair gray and unkempt, appearing extremely old.
His beard and hair were tangled, making it hard to discern his features.
"This… who is this?" Theodore Lucas voiced the question that everyone had in their hearts.
