Caleb's POV

“Umm…yeah. I'm sorry I was actually taken away by my thoughts,” I voiced out lazily.

“Doctor Peter, huh? I'm here for a DNA test and I was actually recommended to you since I needed to be sure about its authenticity,” I continued.

“Great. You're in the right place. Let's get to work.”

He turned to punch a few words on his laptop before he spun towards me again. “Any possession of the child, a comb, a toothbrush would do.”

As those words slipped through his lips, I placed both items on his desk. I actually came prepared and I mean business.

“Whoa! Let's do this then. Kindly wait...