“I’m doing what I should have done a long time ago, Lenora,” I replied, taking a deep breath to steady myself. “Ensuring the truth comes out.”
Judge Castellan opened the envelope with deliberate care, his eyes scanning the contents. The courtroom was so quiet that the sound of paper being unfolded seemed thunderous. Lenora’s lawyer shifted uncomfortably, his polished demeanor slipping ever so slightly as he darted glances between the Judge and Lenora.
The Judge’s face, initially a mask of judicial neutrality, transformed as he read through the DNA results. His eyes widened in disbelief, then narrowed with disapproval as he faced Lenora. “Mrs. Chandler,” he began, the authority in his voice unmistakable, “the results indicate that Marcus and Jolene are not biologically related to Mr. Chandler.”
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