Chapter 277

Ethan Sullivan had just pulled out his phone when Susan Thompson pressed his hand down.

"Don't call Nathan."

"Why?" Ethan tilted his head in confusion.

Susan pursed her lips. "Ethan, I'm not trying to drive a wedge between you. But after that car accident, he delivered your urn and made me believe you were dead."

"What?!" Ethan's temper flared instantly. "That bastard Nathan lied to you! I'll beat him to a pulp!"

Then his expression softened as realization struck. "But Susan, it must've been Dad's order. He just wanted to separate us."

Susan said no more. She knew Nathan would never harm Ethan. The warning was enough.

Ethan took Susan directly to Henry Johnson's newly opened hospital for testing. He supervised every step of the blood draw and analysis, terrified of any mistake.

By dawn the next day, the results arrived.

The report showed their mitochondrial DNA matched perfectly - undeniable proof they were siblings.

Ethan stared blankly at the document. Susan also seemed dazed. Though they'd suspected, seeing concrete evidence left them reeling.

So Nicole Capra had truly stolen her family.

Remembering Catherine Capra's past favoritism left a bitter taste. Now Susan understood - that woman wasn't her biological mother.

Catherine Capra was.

Her gaze fell on her bandaged wrist, eyes dimming. Yet her real father had wanted her dead.

Following her line of sight, Ethan slammed the report onto the floor in fury.

"That old fool Victor! When Mom wakes up, I'll make him kneel on durians!"

Imagining Victor kneeling on spiky durians made Susan burst into laughter. Ethan always knew how to cheer her up.

"I'll survive no matter what," Susan murmured. "Just to see Dad kneel on durians."

Ethan beamed, itching to shove the report in Victor's face. But for now, he needed to stay with Susan.

Just then, Alexander Grant entered with Patrick Pope.

Ethan's eyes lit up. He'd investigated Alexander and knew the man was pursuing Susan.

As Ryan Lucas's former admirer, Ethan held Alexander in high regard - certainly higher than Andrew Lucas who kept entangling himself with Nicole.

His appraising gaze grew increasingly approving, bordering on fervent.

Patrick shifted uncomfortably under the intense stare. He stepped protectively in front of Alexander, forcing a smile. "Young Master Sullivan, how do you like my outfit today?"

Ethan gave him a baffled glance before brushing past to enthusiastically link arms with Alexander.

"Alex, what do you think of my sister?"