Compared to being sent to prison, losing face wasn’t a big deal.
Without any hesitation, the man closed his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs, “I am your grandson!”
“I am your grandson! Is that enough?”
His voice was loud and clear, and everyone present heard it.
Some people even felt a sense of satisfaction and captured the scene on their phones.
At this moment, the police officers had arrived.
Cheyenne looked at the man with a smile, then turned around and held William’s hand, preparing to leave.
“This human trafficker has someone behind him. The two police officers should thoroughly investigate him.”
The man was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at Cheyenne’s graceful figure and felt as if he had been deceived.
“Didn’t you say that if I shouted, you would forgive me?”
Upon hearing this, the woman turned her head and gave him a disdainful look.
“Yes, I did say that I would forgive you. But I didn’t say I wouldn’t report you to the police.”
“You’ve done something illegal and you still want to settle it privately? What are you thinking, man?”
He was foolish and wicked, and it was hard to believe that someone would employ such a person for a task.
Mr. Dodson felt anxious when he saw William. The little boy had a bandage on his forehead, which made his jet-black eyes look pitiful and clear.
He couldn’t help but feel guilty, knowing that it was his adopted son Justice who had hurt him.
“William? Can I call you that?” Mr. Dodson asked cautiously.
William didn’t recognize the man in front of him, so he nodded indifferently.
“Uncle, do you know me?”
“Of course, you are my biological son, William… Actually, I am your biological father.”
As soon as the words fell, William’s face displayed a shocked expression as if he had been struck by lightning.
He had never doubted his identity, even though his mother didn’t seem to like him very much and his father was often busy and rarely seen.
“What are you talking about? Uncle, are you mistaken? My last name is Foster, and I have my own parents.”
Feeling the pain of not being recognized by his own biological son, Mr. Dodson sighed deeply.
“I didn’t lie to you. You and Justice were born on the same day. Then my wife accidentally switched the babies.”
“So, you are my son, and Justice is the young master of the Foster family.”
Even though William was mature for his age, he was still just a seven-year-old child. Faced with the complexity of his identity, he didn’t know how to react.
Instinctively, he turned to Cheyenne for help.
“Aunt Cheyenne, what should I do?”
Cheyenne affectionately patted his head and spoke gently, “You don’t need to have any pressure. Just do what you feel in your heart. Whether it’s your adoptive parents or biological parents, choose the life you want.”
“Then I want to wait and see.”
At least he needed to go back and verify whether Mr. Dodson’s words were true or false.
“Okay.”
Because he hadn’t grown up with his biological father, the relationship between father and son could only be described as distant.
Mr. Dodson knew that the child was still too young to accept such a thing temporarily, so he needed to give him some time to digest it.
Before that, he had to play the role of a caring father.
“William… Can you call me Dad? I didn’t lie to you. The hospital’s test report is here. If you don’t believe me, you can take a look.”
Mr. Dodson handed him a document.
Cheyenne took it and saw that it was a DNA paternity test report. The conclusion at the end stated a 99% similarity, confirming the father-son relationship.
There were also the signatures of the attending doctor and the seal of the hospital.
“This report is genuine.”
William looked up slightly and glanced at Mr. Dodson. Was this his biological father?
But he didn’t see much joy in his eyes, only an evaluating gaze, as if he was measuring the value of a commodity, and he was that commodity.
“I understand.”
In the end, William only answered briefly.
Cierra, on the other hand, was more worried. She held William’s hand tightly, refusing to let him go.
“William, you can’t go with them. They are bad people!”
Since the little girl was pretty, Mr. Dodson didn’t get angry. Instead, he found her words amusing.
“Haha, little girl, why do you think I’m a bad person? I am his biological father, and he is my son. I would never harm him.”
Cierra couldn’t explain why she felt that way, but she just felt that something was off.
“I just don’t want to be separated from William!”
Mr. Dodson smiled lightly, thinking that Cierra didn’t want to be apart from William, which was why she said such things.
Cheyenne glared at Cierra, as she couldn’t remember when she had taught her to be so impolite.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Dodson. My daughter is young and sometimes speaks without thinking. Please don’t mind.”
“Miss Lawrence, it’s okay.”
Just then, Mrs. Dodson walked in with the child who had been involved in the fight.
As soon as she entered the room, Justice walked weakly to Mr. Dodson and weakly called him “father.”
Mr. Dodson used to be fond of this child, but after knowing that he wasn’t his biological son, he couldn’t help but distant himself.
“Ah, you’re here. Justice, apologize to William.”
As soon as the little boy heard this, tears began to flow from his eyes like a stream. Each tear hung clearly on his eyelashes.
“Why do I have to apologize to him, Dad? He hit me first… I bled a lot.”
Mrs. Dodson, who felt sorry for her son, immediately squatted down and hugged him to comfort him.
“He’s right, honey. Justice has always been sick since he was little, and you know that.”
“This time, he almost got killed by this bastard. It’s not fair to ask him to apologize.”
William looked at his biological mother, who gave all her tenderness and love to another child.
But when she looked at him, there was nothing but disgust in her eyes, nothing else.
So, she doesn’t like me either.
With this thought, William’s head drooped, and he bit his lip tightly without saying a word.
Cierra was furious.
“He was the one who bullied me first, and William was just helping us!”
“Alright, Cierra, let me handle this.”
Cheyenne looked down at Mrs. Dodson with scornful eyes.
“What are you looking at?”
Maybe it was because she felt uncomfortable under her gaze, but Mr. Dodson became annoyed.
Cheyenne sneered and her next words were full of sarcasm.
“What am I looking at? Of course, I’m looking at how foolish you are. Are you thinking that I’m admiring your beauty?”
“You!”
“You rejected your own biological son and yet you’re hugging another person’s child and comforting him. I’ve never seen a mother like you!”
Cheyenne paused for two seconds, then emphasized each word forcefully, “You’re not worthy of being a mother!”