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Kane was etched with a serious look, "If Skyler starts getting suspicious, then Dad might be onto us too."
William clapped a hand over his cherub cheeks, "Uncle Leopold wouldn't rip off my mask, right? Maybe | should lay low at Grandma
and Grandpa's for a few days."
If only Arnold was here, everything would be fine. With him around, William wouldn't be afraid of anything. Arnold would always
protect him.
With that thought, William quickly whipped out his smartwatch to shoot a distress text to Arnold.
Kane stroked his chin thoughtfully, "You can run but you can't hide forever, buddy. Even if you hide out at your grandparents’, Dad
could show up there too."
William drooped his head in dejection.
"Maybe | should just jet off to Dad's place abroad and cback after the winter break."
Kane clapped him on the shoulder, "Christmas is just around the corner, and Uncle Arnold will be back too. He can't exactly whisk
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William spiked his anxiety. "I might as well get plastic surgery at this point, so | don't have to wear a mask anymore."
Kane replied, "Dad could still ask for a DNA test, and that's the real deal breaker."
William clutched his head in horror. Could Uncle Leopold swipe his hair for a DNA test while he slept? Oh good Lord.
"Kane, I'm seriously paranoid that Uncle Leopold's going to pilfer my hair in my sleep these next few days."
Kane figured it was a real possibility. If Leopold was suspicious, a DNA test would be inevitable.
"I've got a plan."
"What's the plan?" William asked eagerly.
Kane whispered his scheme, and William nodded in agreement, "Alright, let's do it."
The next morning, the two sneaked into Nina's room.
Nina was blessed with luscious locks that were stunningly beautiful.
"Nina," William said, "Didn't you mention wanting to try a bob cut? What if we call over the stylist to give you a new look?"
Nina hesitated for a moment but then nodded, "Sure, why not?"
That afternoon, William headed to Blossom Villa to lay low for a couple of days until his custom wig, made from Nina's hair, was
ready. If Leopold tried to snatch a hair sample, he'd end up with Nina's instead. Any DNA test would point to an aunt-nephew
relationship, not a father-son one.
Two days later, the wig was perfected. William tried it on, and the faux scalp was so realistic it was impossible to tell it wasn't his
hair.
Back at Stirling Mansion, Leopold eyed him with a scrutinizing gaze. "Why did you suddenly take off to Blossom Villa?" he asked.
"Avery cback and his new movie just wrapped up," William said nonchalantly.
Leopold glanced at his hair, "Got a new haircut?"
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"Yup, you like it?" William grinned wide, showing off his pearly whites.
"Cool," Leopold reached out to ruffle his hair, but William dodged and ran to Aurelia.
"Mommy!" He dove into Aurelia's arms. He couldn't let Leopold touch his face, which might accidentally reveal the mask.
Leopold dropped his hand, giving William a sidelong glance.
The kid was too clever by half just like Aurelia.
Aurelia hugged her son, "Go on upstairs and play with your siblings."
"Okay." William nodded and scampered up the stairs.
In the dead of night, when everyone was sound asleep, William's door creaked open. A shadowy figure crept closer, plucked a few
strands of hair, and slipped back into the darkness.
In the CEO's office at Sovereign Elite Group, Leopold anxiously awaited the results of the paternity test.
Kevin arrived, handing over the report. It confirmed a familial relation, but not a paternal one.
Leopold trembled his fingers slightly, and the report fluttered to the floor.