Wesley was her senior, and even if he needed something, he would often reach out to Avery or Elliot instead.


    After a brief moment of silence, Wesley said, "I''ll tell you once you are here."


    "Alright! I''m already on the way. I''ll probably arrive in about twenty minutes," she said, feeling slightly hungry. "Uncle, do you have any food left at home? I''m starving."


    "There are some leftovers ... I will get the chef to cook for you."


    "It''s fine. Leftovers are fine by me. I''m not picky," she said before hanging up.


    Twenty minutester, La appeared at Wesley''s door with a bouquet and a bag of fruits.


    "Huh? Where are the girls?" La thought that she would be able to see Irene.


    "They went out." Shea took the bouquet and the bag of fruits. "You said you were hungry, so eat first!"


    "Yeah... I prefer to know why I''m here first. Are you trying to set me up with someone?" Her eyes darted from Shea to Wesley.


    "Of course, not. Even if we wanted to, we don''t know anyone worthy of you! Wesley called you here to get some of your hair."


    La stared at Wesley and Shea in shock.


    "Get a strand of my hair?!" she thought. "Why? How much is he going to take?!"


    She did not know what was going on, but she felt a sharp pain on her scalp.


    "Don''t tense up, La," Wesley said while suppressing hisughter. "Your aunt phrased it wrong... I don''t need much. Just one."


    La immediately sighed in relief.


    "What are the two of you plotting? I almost had a heart attack! I was starving just now and I can''t even think of eating right now." She copsed onto the dining chair and looked at Wesley. "Why do you want my hair?"


    "I need to do a DNA test on you and Irene."


    La stared at him in absolute shock.


    Seeing how stunned La was, Wesley took the chance to pluck a strand of hair from her head.


    Sobering, La tapped herself on the head and said, "Uncle Wesley, do you suspect Irene to be my sister?!"


    "Yeah. Don''t let tell anyone about


    this yet, will need to test my theory


    first. We won''t know anything until the results return." Wesley was


    worried that he might be wrong.


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    La nodded frantically. "Why do you suspect that she''s Ivy, though? Does she look like my mom?"


    Wesley shook his head.


    "She looks like your dad," Shea said.


    "My god..." Stunned, La muttered, "I have to see her tonight! I''m not going home until I do!"


    "La, you are going to scare her. She has been living a different life, and she must have been through a lot. It took a lot of effort to convince her to stay here... Don''t alert her in any way before the results are out." Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


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    "Alright!" La said. "Remember to send me her photos, then."


    "I will if I manage to get some photos of her," Wesley agreed.


    The three young women returned by nine that night. Wesley and Shea were waiting for them in the living room.


    "Irene, you look great in your new hairstyle," Wesley said.


    Irene had permed her hair which gave her a more mature look.


    "Irene is so pretty that she would look good in any hairstyle," Rose said.


    "Have you taken any photos? I can have them printed." Wesley extended his arm toward Kiara to take the camera.


    Kiara handed him the camera. "We only went to the salon today so we didn''t take that many photos!"


    "It''s fine. I will edit and print them out


    for you anyways. I''ll get all your photos edited from now on," said


    Wesely before taking the camera


    into the study.