Chapter 1117


    It didn’t take long before Saturday arrived.


    Ralph got up early that morning. He put on his crisply pressed suit, meticulouslybed his hair, took


    a long look in the mirror, and sprayed cologne all over his body. This would be the most critical turning


    point of his life, and he would usher in a new life from that day onward.


    The elders in the family would not arrive so early. The person he was most worried about was his


    mother. Margaret agreed to his n, but he could not be relieved until everything was over.


    He went to the kitchen to get her breakfast and personally delivered it. He knocked on the door of his


    mother’s room.


    "What is it?" Margaret’s voice sounded from behind the door. It looked like she had woken up.


    "Mom, it''s me. I brought you breakfast," Ralph eagerly said.


    Margaret replied, "Leave it downstairs; I''ll eat itter."


    "It''s too much of a hassle for you to go down. I’m already here. Can you please open the door?" He


    paused for a moment and added, after noticing his mother did not reply, “I also have something I want


    to say to you."


    There was another moment of silence before the door opened. Margaret stood at the door and looked


    at him calmly. "What do you want to say?"


    "Mom, you should let me in before I continue, right?" He smiled and bent down to get into the room. He


    ced the breakfast he had brought on the table and looked around.


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    Margaret’s bedroom was big but looked empty as there were not many things in it. She helplessly


    shook her head as she turned and walked back into her room.


    She continued applying skin care products on her face and said, "For you to be so obedient and


    courteous, there must be something you want again!"


    Ralph awkwardlyughed and denied, “You’re wrong, Mom. There’s nothing I want. I’m just performing


    my filial piety."


    Margaret was amused by him and gave him a doting look, saying, “You’re so good at sweet-talking."


    When he saw her smiling, Ralph saw that his mother had reverted to her old self. He hurriedly said,


    "You love my sweet words the most, right? Only I can make you so happy!"


    Margaret let out a long sigh. For some reason, her smile gradually faded.


    Ralph was nervous. He could not grasp Margaret’s thoughts recently but could not allow any mistakes


    today. “You can enjoy your old age in peace and no longer have to worry about my future. Today''s


    meeting is simple, Mom. I will seed as long as you help me.”


    "Are you sure?" Margaret slowly sat on the chair and thenbed her hair.


    "Of course, I’m sure, Mom! I have the DNA report!" Ralph nced around and saw the document folder


    that Margaret had ced on the desk. Within the folder was the DNA report he had given her.


    It was a fake report he had made. "It doesn''t matter whether he admits it since there’s the report and


    your testimony. Moreover, you are Russell''s grandmother and the most authoritative person. Everyone


    will believe what you say!”


    That was why he urgently needed his mother''s testimony. With Margaret''s assurance and the DNA


    report, he could prove that Alexander was not a blood rtive of the Russell family. He needed to make


    the family’s elders believe it to remove Alexander from Russell’s family tree.