Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 411 Right or Wrong

Makayla made a plan to take some of Amber's hair and used a few for the rest. She kept the rest for the future occasion. She specially clipped the hair on a hairpin and wore it every day. She could take it off on some special occasions like this.

That explained why Makayla refused Jared to help her hide her identity. She felt it was fine with Amber's hair.

But she didn't expect that Hayden would bring Toby and his wife over and that Amber would let them take the paternity test as well.

She was Toby's biological daughter, so the truth would come out any second. So, she couldn't rip out a single of her hair, not even run a blood test.

If Makayla let Trenton take the remaining Amber's hair as samples, then the test result must be 'unmatched'. But everyone would suspect why she wouldn't take the hair or even shift the focus on the hair sample.

So, this was neither a good way to go.

What should she do?

When Makayla was biting her lips in panic, she suddenly felt a sharp gaze.

Makayla looked up with a toss of her head and met Jared's deep, dark eyes.

Instantly, her eyes glowed as if she had seen a savior.

Jared said he could help her, so now it should still be true, right?

Makayla then inhaled a deep breath and shot him an imploring look.

Jared's eyes flickered slightly and he received Makayla's signal.

This woman dared to take the test with Trenton because she had Amber's hair.

But now she was afraid to take her hair to run a test with Toby, so she was begging him to help.

After receiving Makayla's message, Jared nodded for confirmation.

Makayla breathed a huge sigh of relief. She gave a smile as her panic and anxiety gradually faded. "Okay, dad, I'll do it."

As her voice fell, she took a strand of hairs and handed them to Trenton, "Dad, here."

Trenton asked his assistant to replace several waterproof bags and put them in separately.

After that, he looked at Amber and Hayden. "See? Makayla had provided her hair. Now it's your turn."

"Hayden," Amber called out to Hayden.

Hayden didn't say anything but let Toby pluck off some hairs and put them into the waterproof bag.

"I will personally take them to several other agencies now." Hayden labeled each of these packs and put them into a large file bag.

"I'll go too. Who knows if you'll have some ulterior motives and turn what was meant to be, into something that isn't." Trenton's words were tinged with irony and bitterness. "Then Hayden, you go with Mr. Gardner." Amber bit her lip.

She had to prove that Judy was not Trenton's daughter no matter what.

She didn't believe that Judy could bribe all of the institutions.

After Hayden and Trenton left, there were Amber, Jared, Mrs. Gardner, Makayla, Toby, and his wife in the hallway.

Jared checked the time on his watch and spoke as he glanced at Amber, "We should wait in the lounge. I'll have someone to arrange it."

Amber nodded her head in agreement, "Okay."

She didn't want to stay here any longer. Otherwise, they were very much likely to know she couldn't see things.

Jared found the staff to reserve them a lounge before wheeling Amber over.

He didn't care about others.

Jared poured a cup of water for Amber in the lounge. "Have some. Your lips are dry."

"Thanks," Amber stretched out her hand to take the cup.

But she didn't know exactly where the cup was, so she could only fumble in the air.

Jared let out a chuckle and grabbed her hand.

Amber was startled, "What are you doing?"

She instinctively wanted to pull her hand back.

But Jared squeezed it so hard that she couldn't pull it out after two jerks.

"Don't move!" Jared said in a low voice, "When you move, the cup in my hand is shaking, and the water will spill out."

"Then you let go of my hands," Amber pursed her lips.

Jared put the water cup into her hand. "Hold it well and don't spill it."

He let go of her hand.

Amber snorted, "I won't let it happen. What do you think I am? A three-year-old?"

Jared sealed his lips into a smile. "Yeah, not a three-year-old."

But in his heart, she was always the little girl who used to tell him all her thoughts through a letter.

"Take your time. I'm going out to make a call." Jared supported himself up and took out his phone.

Amber leaned to drink the water and let out a comfortable grunt.

Jared took the phone out of the lounge. His face fell with the door shut behind him and he dialed Ben's number.

"Mr. Farrell," Ben's voice came.

Jared leaned against the wall. "Find out which testing centers Hayden went to, and give me the phone number of the person in charge of the agency." "Yes," Ben nodded his head.

Jared put down his phone. He fished out a box of cigarettes, lit one, took a drag, and held it with his fingers.

Cigarette smoke thickened around his face, so it was hard to define the expression on his face.

He did not know whether it was right or wrong.

He only wanted to prevent Amber from getting hurt.

He couldn't let her go through all those pains.

Jared wished he was doing the right thing.

Flicking the cigarette butt, he received Ben's replaceings over the phone.

Jared contacted those agencies one by one and made a contract with them.

After that, he put away his phone and went back to the lounge.

Only Violet was in the lounge. Jared's face stiffened when he didn't see Amber, and he asked, "Where is Amber?"

"Miss Reed is in the bathroom," Violet pointed towards the bathroom.

Jared let out a slight sigh of relief as he saw the bathroom door tightly close.

He had thought that Amber had left.

He had made those calls outside the lounge. If Amber had left the room, she would definitely hear his dealings with those agencies. Everything would be in a mess then.

The bathroom door opened and Amber walked out along the wall as Jared lost in thought.

Jared took a step ahead before Violet started to go over to help her.

Jared held on to Amber's arm.

Amber smelled the mint and immediately stopped. "Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Jared looked at her and asked.

Amber frowned. "You're not my nanny, so you don't have to do these."

She pulled her arm out and called out, "Violet, Violet?"

Jared narrowed his eyes at Violet.

Violet smiled and stood in place like a frozen statue.

Jared looked away in satisfaction and said to Amber, "Violet is not here. She might be in the middle of something."

"She's out?" Amber pursed her lips, "When did she go out? Why didn't she tell me?"

A nanny should inform her master before she leaves, so Violet's behavior was a bit unprofessional.