Rosalie's expression darkened. "They can't look that similar if they are not related. I have a feeling that that child is my grandson! Elliot was exactly like that when he was little. He always looked at others coldly as well, and those eyes, they look so similar to my own!"

"But Young Master Elliot doesn't seem to be suspicious about the child's background," the nanny said.

"Elliot doesn't know himself as well as I do. He has probably forgotten what he looked like as a child."

"That's true. So what do you plan to do?"

Rosalie's eyes shone as she said, "I need to find out if Elliot fathered the boy, and for that, I need to do a DNA test."

"Well… you need the boy's hair or blood for a DNA test though…"

"When there's a will, there's a way." Rosalie was confident. "I will tell Elliot once I have the results."

Zoe was in the hospital browsing through the news on her phone.

Having a miscarriage meant that she had to remain in the hospital under observation for a few days.

Ellio