Kaira's POV

Damian’s brows arched as he pulled his gaze from mine, aiming a sharp glare toward Doctor L.

"What?" he said, one brow lifting in warning.

"N–nothing, sir," Doctor L stuttered. His throat bobbed as he swallowed.

"It’s just… sir, paternity test?" His voice tightened as if he regretted the question halfway through saying it.

"Correct," Damian replied firmly.

So that was it. That’s what he meant earlier when he said his future depends on today’s result.

I inhaled ...