"I don't want to!"

Nancy shook her head in direct resistance, "I don't want to pull a single hair from my head!"

Linda laughed so hard she was bending over, her small hand resting on Nancy's shoulder, watching the fun and comforting her, "Nan, you don't have to be so resistant. Think about it, pulling a few hairs now can help you find your biological father. How great is that? And after you find your biological father, you can have him compensate you for every hair you pulled today."

Micheal took advantage of the situation and immediately echoed, "Yes, if you really are from The Thompson family, not to mention a few dozen hairs, the entire Thompson family could be yours. What compensation would you need then?"

Nancy actually did not covet The Thompson family. Her life experiences had taught her not to envy or be jealous of what wasn't hers. Even if she was really from The Thompson family, becoming the head of the family was a matter for the future. And what if she wasn't?

She was not someone who only thought of the good possibilities. She never craved the dreams others painted for her, but Micheal's words still made her quite tempted.

Seventy or eighty cousins...

Tsk, tsk, tsk... just thinking about it was exciting!

In the future, when she went out, taking all these cousins with her, she would be the absolute big sister. Walking in front with a group of men following her, even the highest-ranking state officials couldn't compare to her show, right?

Hahaha...

Thinking of this, she pouted and was persuaded, "Alright then, but only ten hairs at most, no more."

Micheal was very satisfied, "Alright, alright, that's happily decided."

After speaking, he took out his wallet from his pocket. There was a small plastic bag inside, empty, perfect for holding hair.

Nancy saw that he had all the equipment ready, sighed helplessly, raised her hand to touch her hair, and with both hands, pulled out two strands of hair. She handed them to Micheal, "Here, for you."

"This...won't do."

Micheal shook his head, "Nancy, this matter must be done rigorously. The hair you pulled out can't be used. It must be pulled from your scalp to be valid."

Nancy instantly got angry, "Why! If it's on my head, it has to be my hair, right?"

"Of course, it's not necessarily so!"

Micheal said righteously, "You've been lying on this hospital bed for so long, how do you know that there were no hairs left by the previous person on your pillow before you lay down? And just now, you were playing around with Linda. How do you know her hair didn't get stuck in yours during the play?"

This...

Nancy had to admit, Micheal was really thorough in his actions.

Pulling hair from the scalp caused her pain, so it had to be her hair.

"Well... okay."

Nancy had no choice but to endure the pain and pull out the hairs one by one for Micheal.

Seeing Nancy's pained expression, Micheal was satisfied as he accepted the hairs, "This way, there's no room for error!"

After all ten hairs were placed into the plastic bag, Micheal carefully put the bag into his wallet.

"Nancy, it will take a few days for someone to send this back. Grandpa also needs time to gather the uncles and elders in the family. Then, the paternity test will take even more time. So, be patient. But rest assured, as soon as there's news, I'll let you know immediately."