Winning
Immediately, Carla panicked at the sight of his phone call and rushed over as she screamed, "You're a b_stard! You're a piece of sh_t who doesn't deserve anything you got. All you could do was pretend to be your brother because you knew how f_cking useless you were. Don't even think about getting away with any of this. Your brother is coming back soon, and when he does, you're dead meat."
As she yelled, she clawed at him and tried to snatch his phone from his hands.
"Shut up, b_tch! Shut up!" Boris said as he shoved her away, trying to take the call.
The two of them kept shoving and pulling as Carla urgently tried to snatch the phone away. Despite her best efforts, Boris still heard everything the other person was saying.
"Don't fall for it! They still haven't found him!"
Instantly, Boris came to his senses as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head. Carla was doing it on purpose! She put on this whole act of having found Zayn to make me lose my cool and blow my cover.
Boris immediately hung up and turned to look at Carla. "Wifey, what's wrong? Are you insane? Why are you calling me Boris?"
"Stop pretending!" Carla yelled furiously. "You're not Zayn. You're Boris! You underwent plastic surgery to look like him, and you were the one who set fire to Southridge. Not only did you try to kill Zayn, but you're also impersonating him!"
"She's gone insane!" Boris said, completely disregarding everything she was saying. He turned to instruct the guards, "Take her away."
"Yes, sir, " the bodyguards said and pulled her away.
"Let go of me! Let me go!"
Carla struggled furiously while Rogan approached to push the bodyguards away.
"Stop pretending!" Kallum said as he jabbed a finger at Carla accusingly. "The DNA results are out. Those three kids don't belong to Mr. Giblo at all. The rumors were true! You schemed against Mr. Giblo and used your three bastard children to infiltrate our family. How dare you?"
"What? They aren't mine?" Boris said, exaggerating his shock. Following that, he strutted over and said, "Show me the report!"
"Here you go, Mr. Giblo."
Kallum immediately passed him the doctor's DNA report.
Boris glanced at it and yelled, "Carla, what is the meaning of this?"
"What exactly do you want me to say?" Carla rebuked, completely unruffled. She turned to ask the doctor instead, "May I ask what the results indicate?"
"The DNA report shows that the kids are not Mr. Giblo's, " the doctor replied carefully.
"Did you hear that, Carla?" Boris roared angrily. "How much longer are you going to lie to everybody?"
"They aren't his kids, but they are biologically related, no?" Carla asked. "There has to be at least more than ten percent of similarities in there."
"About that…" the doctor hesitated, mildly confused. "We'll have to run more tests to find that out."
"There will be no need for that, " Thompson said calmly. "Since they've already been proven not to be his kids, what else do we have to prove?"'
"Thompson…"
Having said that, Jamal just sighed and walked away without another word.
"Mr. Domitos?"
"Carla!" Thompson cut her off and said coldly, "Since the cat has already been let out of the bag, there's no need to say anything else. Mr. Williams will be coming very soon. Please sign the equity transfer contract and return everything that Mr. Zayn has given you."
Boris finally relaxed after hearing that. I've won! I've finally won.
"All of these are from my husband. Why should I return any of it?" Carla said angrily. "If you want me to return these so badly, then we can bring it to court."
"How shameless can you be?" Kallum hissed.
"Since you refuse to comply, then we'll call the police and expose everything you've done to the public, " Thompson said with a cold glare. "I hope you know that your kids will be affected the most if that happens."
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