Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 321 Paternity Test

Blanca hesitated for a while. Peter was a bystander and he didn’t know how serious this matter was.

He urged Mr. Butler, "Old man, I remember that you once mentioned when Malinda was sent back,

there was nothing with her that could verify her identity. Perhaps Blanca is your granddaughter!"

He had been hating Malinda for a long time. Besides, he had seen Blanca's paintings, so he felt that

she was as talented as young Mr. Butler. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Was this girl his granddaughter? Mr. Butler thought for a while. As soon as this idea came to his mind,

it was rejected by Mr. Butler, "What nonsense are you talking about? That’s a blood relationship, not a

joke. Forget it. I'm tired today. You can go."

Mr. Butler had already asked them to leave. Blanca and Peter looked at each other. Peter could clearly

see the disappointment in Blanca's eyes.

He patted Blanca's shoulder and said, "Okay. You can ask someone to send those paintings to me. I’ll

go."

After saying that, Peter took Blanca's hand and left...

However, Peter didn't drive to his studio, but to a private hospital with high privacy.

"Peter, why are we here?"

"You are such a blockhead!" Peter pulled Blanca out of the car and took out something from his pocket.

"Hey, it's the old guy's hair. He has lost a lot of hair on the sofa, so I picked it up."

"What do you want to do?"

"If we do a paternity test, everything will be clear, won't it?"

Blanca didn't want to do this sneakily, but she was eager to know her identity, so she nodded.

They got to the hospital and the nurse took Blanca's blood.

Sitting on the chair in the corridor, Blanca felt a little nervous. The doctor had just tested her blood. Now

she covered her arm with a cotton swab and her face was a little pale.

Blanca was wearing sleeveless clothes, so it was convenient to do the test.

Peter was moved by her pitiful look. "Blanca, waiting is boring. Let’s have a chat. Can you tell me what

your life was in the past?"

"Why do you want to know that?" Blanca said reluctantly.

"Get some inspiration for my works. If you tell me, I can teach you how to draw."

"Really?" Blanca's eyes lit up at once. After getting Peter's affirmative answer, she said, "My grandma

has given me all the best things. Although we were poor, she always tried her best to take care of me.

When my friends all went to school, she sent me to school as well, although we couldn’t afford the

tuition..."

However, she didn't graduate.

Blanca had always been grateful to her grandmother. Her grandmother had given her everything.

Besides, her grandmother knew that she liked painting, so she worked hard to make money. She also

told her, "People won't like too many things in their lives, and they won’t pursue too many things. Now

that you have found something you like, you should try your best to do it."

Tears welled up in Blanca's eyes when she thought of her grandmother.

All the time, it was her grandmother who taught her to be a kind girl and raised her up healthily and

happily.

"Hey, don't cry..."

Hearing this, Peter felt a little sad. He didn't expect that the little girl had suffered so much.

In fact, Blanca was nervous. She was from the slum, so she didn’t think she was Mr. Butler’s

granddaughter.

But why was she so happy whenever she saw Mr. Butler?

As time went by, every second seemed to be a long time for Blanca. After a while, the doctor strode

over with a document in his hand.

"What’s the result?"

Blanca asked excitedly.