Chapter 318 Parentage 99.99%
"Me, fight with her?" Phillipe's tone was dismissive, fighting was not something that existed for him, he only let Abella win.
"Then you are..." The secretary was confused.
"Just an annoying fly buzzing around, I felt irritating." A fly???
It took the secretary a couple of seconds to recall Lola's figure. The fly the Boss was referring to, couldn't be Miss Lola, could it?? How pitiful...
When had Lola become nothing more than a fly in the Boss's eyes...
She used to be a person...
Now she wasn't even that...
Phillipe then took out his phone and called Mr. Medici, saying there was a bit of an emergency at the group, he'd take the secretary's car back first, and they'd eat together once Abella was free.
"No worries, dear Phillipe, go on with your business..." Mr. Medici knew he had a lot to handle every day and said very understandingly, "Your taking Abella to school has already made us very happy... just next time, you know... in public, it's not so good, you know..."
Phillipe was puzzled, not understanding what he meant. "Abella's still young... right..." Mr. Medici chuckled on the phone.
Phillipe suddenly understood,"Sorry uncle, it’s my fault."
"Ah???" Mr. Medici was startled by his attitude,"No, no, it's not your fault..."
"It's mainly because Abella is so good-looking, She has perfectly inherited the advantages of you and Mrs. Medici’s looks."
" Why are you complimenting us now?..."
"To become a member of the Medici family is an honor for me. Once I'm done with work, I must pay my respects to you, make you happy."
After hanging up, Mr. Medici was still puzzled. This boy, how smooth he talks... what was his main point just now?...
Elsewhere, Clare had bought a lot of things to share with her dormmates, and she treated them to dinner as well. Thanks to her warm and outgoing nature, the other two girls quickly warmed up to her.
And because she liked to involve Abella in everything, the two girls also quickly hit it off with Abella.
In the evening, Clare generously shared her extra skincare products with the other two girls, and they chatted nonstop in the small living room.
After taking a shower, Abella threw her clothes into the washing machine and stood on the balcony, listening to a subordinate report the investigation results.
"Boss, Maria and Lola, they're really mother and daughter! The DNA test shows a 99.99% parent-child relationship! Holy moly! This is too melodramatic!"
Abella, drying her hair, said nonchalantly,"I figured as much."
"But like you said, how could a servant have the means to switch babies? Now there are only two possibilities: one is that after the clinic explosion, by some fluke, Maria found out her daughter was taken by your family and, seeing your family's wealth, faked her death to stay by her daughter's side as a servant, taking the chance to give her a better life."
"The other possibility is that there's a mastermind behind her, and she knows who planned the fire, but this is less likely, with many doubts..."
For example, with her intelligence, she's not a good chess piece.
There's nothing special about her that would make the mastermind particularly favor her, spare her life.
Besides, keeping Lola in the Medici family doesn't seem to help the overall plan, it's irrelevant...
Could it be that Lola’s being switched at birth was just a fluke...
And Maria just went with the flow?
Not as complicated as they thought??
"To find out the truth, we have to start from the beginning."
What's certain is that Maria was the woman in the same ward as Mrs. Medici at the clinic, who didn't die in the fire but quietly survived...
"And Lola's biological father?" Abella asked flatly.
"Still investigating. I checked Maria's contact records with outsiders over the years, all pretty normal, no man of similar age who was particularly active around her..."
Abella recalled what the Medicis had said before, that they had people look into it. Lola's biological father was missing after the fire, and her mother had died...
"Has Maria visited any graves over these years?" Abella continued.
"No, she's been a servant in your house, rarely goes out... boss, could there be a possibility that Lola's father also changed his name, and he thought his wife and child had all died in the fire, so he remarried?"
Just change the name and live in a small village, looking for him would be like finding a needle in a haystack...
"Hard to say."
In the absence of evidence, Abella refrains from hastily drawing conclusions. Instead, she simply muses,"If Lola's biological father were aware that his wife and daughter didn't perish and that his daughter is now leading a good life, wouldn't he, as a father, want to be part of it? Considering Maria's character, she would likely inform him of this advantage... I suggest you focus on examining the employment records of all the opposite-sex individuals affiliated with the Medici family eighteen years ago."
"Boss, are you implying that Lola's biological father could possibly be within your household? Perhaps he could be a driver or a bodyguard?" exclaimed the subordinate, taken aback.
"Hmm, it’s just my guess, check thoroughly, see if there's anything we missed."
"Got it!"
After the serious talk, the subordinate couldn't resist teasing,"Boss, is the college fun? Why not let me go in and experience life?"
"You’re too old."
The subordinate felt a stab in the heart, "Boss, I'm just over twenty... If I wasn't running around for you every day, I wouldn't age this fast..."
The thing is, he didn't feel old at all, so why in the boss's eyes, his handsomeness did not exist at all?
Was it because the boss was used to looking at Phillipe's face every day, raising her aesthetic standards? Being harsh on her loyal subordinate?!
"Hang up." Abella didn't wait for his nonsense, hung up the phone, and then picked up Phillipe's call.
"Little girl, who were you chatting with?" Phillipe had called earlier, but she was on a call, waited a while and called again, still on a call, now finally got through...
"Quite a long chat, a man?"
"Yeah, a man, in his early twenties." Abella asked with a smirk,"Want me to send you his identification information?"
Sure enough, such a guy!
Phillipe had a feeling it would be a guy when he couldn't get through to her earlier...
"Alright, send it over, I promise I won't hit him."
Abella found it amusing,"What do you want?"
"I miss you, can't I call you?" Phillipe sounded a bit jealous,"Why does he get to talk to you? Does he have something important? A guy in his early twenties, what important things could he have? Just met today? A classmate??"
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