“Keep tabs on Marina's activities and informat once of any suspicious movements.”
Once her assistant confirmed her instructions, Loraine pocketed her phone and stared in the direction Marina
had disappeared, her gaze laden with worry.
The repeated antics of the Bryant family’s mother-daughter duo had eroded Loraine’s trust in them. She knew
she had to be vigilant, ready to step in if Marina stirred up more trouble. She wished to be by
Marco's side, ready to lend a hand if needed.
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Meanwhile, at the Bryant Group Hospital, Marina had reached the laboratory department.
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She cautiously glanced around before clearing her throat to gain the attention of the doctor at the window. “Who
is in charge here? | need sfiles for a paternity test.”
Reech Akinson, the head of the laboratory department, happened to be nearby sorting out spaperwork.
Hearing Marina's request, he recognized her immediately.
Reech'’s face broke into a fawning smile as he hurried over to Marina.
“Miss Bryant, whose records are you after? Our hospital has meticulously maintained the Bryant family’s records
over the years!”
Reech announced eagerly.
He knew that pleasing a member of the Bryant family was an easy ticket to promotion in the hospital. Marina's
arrival gave him a golden opportunity, and he was desperate to make the most of it.
Having felt overlooked recently, Marina found Reech’s flattery pleasing. She nodded haughtily and confidently
extracted a strand of hair from her bag. “Match this hair to Mrs. Bryant's records,” she commanded.
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“Mrs. Bryant?” Reech quirked an eyebrow, his gaze landing on Marina quizzically.
“Which Mrs. Bryant are you referring to?” He questioned with an undertone of uncertainty.
Impatience knitted Marina's brows together as she retorted, “Which Mrs.
Bryant do you think? Cease the unnecessary delay, I'm pressed for time!
Can you shoulder the consequences of obstructing my schedule?”
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Reech’s puzzlement deepened, but Marina's authoritative demeanor made him hesitate to probe further. He
nodded, bowing slightly as he accepted the strand of hair from her. Without delay, he addressed another doctor,
stating emphatically, “Retrieve Mrs. Bryant's file immediately and conduct a paternity test with this hair
sample!”
The young intern doctor, still green and unseasoned, scratched his head in bewilderment and asked, “Are we
allowed to just access Mrs. Bryant's file like that?”
Reech cast a warning glance at the intern without uttering a word. He then reverted his attention to Marina,
wearing a polite smile.
“Please forgive him. He's mot fully cognizant. Miss, since you're here in person, we'll surely expedite the process
for you.”
The intern drooped his head in silent reproof but refrained from uttering a word.