
The next day, a private medical technician arrived at the estate to take DNA samples.
Hannah sat nervously on the edge of a soft sofa while her cheek was swabbed.
Margarethe stayed by her side, holding her hand the entire time.
Julian watched from the doorway with his arms crossed tightly over his chest.
Julian: Results take three days, right?
Technician: Yes, sir, three business days for full lab processing.
Julian turned around and walked down the hallway toward his private office.
Hannah looked up at Margarethe with concern in her soft eyes.
Hannah: What if he tries to stop the results?
Margarethe: I won't let him touch those samples.
That night, storm clouds rolled over the estate, pouring rain against the window panes.
Hannah couldn't sleep in the guest room Margarethe had given her upstairs.
She walked down to the kitchen to get a simple glass of cold water.
As she walked past the study, she heard quiet voices behind the heavy door.
She leaned closer to the crack in the door to listen in.
Julian: I need you to tamper with the lab samples tonight.
Unknown Voice: That costs money, Julian.
Julian: I'll pay double whatever you want once the estate is mine!
Hannah took a sharp step back, accidentally hitting a small wooden decorative table.
The wooden legs scraped loudly against the marble floor of the corridor.
The study door swung open instantly, and Julian stepped out into the dark hallway.
Julian: Spying on me, little maid?
Hannah: I was just getting water.
Julian: You are ruining thirty years of my hard work!
Hannah: I never asked for any of this money!
Julian grabbed her arm firmly, trying to snatch the pendant from her neck.
Julian: Give me that fake necklace right now!
Margarethe: Release her this instant!
Margarethe stood at the top of the stairs holding a bright flashlight and her phone.
Margarethe: I have recorded every word of your conversation on my phone.
Julian let go of Hannah's arm, taking a step back into the dark room.
Julian: You are taking the word of a stranger over your own stepson?
Margarethe: I am protecting my brother's real daughter from your greed.