Inside the study, Damian sat leaning back in his chair, staring intently at the files on the desk. In front of him, Isabella was pacing back and forth, an annoyed look on her face.

"I told you, this isn't necessary, Damian," Isabella exclaimed, her voice rising.

Yes, this woman strongly disagreed with Damian taking a DNA test. Just now, her husband had said that he would DNA test Alva and himself, just to convince himself of the accusations against Elena.

Damian didn't answer. He just picked up a form from the table—the DNA test consent form.

"I want reassurance, Isabella. I want to know... whether Alva is really my son...