Heinz pursed his lips and frowned slightly as he said, "Okay, I'll give you evidence. If the child is my biological son, I'll never pester you again. If the child is not mine, you have to come back to me and let's raise this child who has been abandoned since birth."
Grace looked at Heinz. She had given up her hopes.
It was quite impossible for Ernest to not be Heinz’s son with such a close resemblance between them.
What he said was nothing more than an excuse.
Grace threatened in a cold voice, "Whatever. You'd better keep your words or you'll be sorry."
"Okay, I'll bear the consequences," he promised.
Grace felt a little uncomfortable. She tried hard to suppress the despair in her heart and said, "I want to go back. I don't want to see you anymore."
Heinz frowned. After staring at her for a long while, he piped out, "Okay, I'll send you home."
"I don't need you to send me," Grace declined his offer.
Grace picked up her handbag and walked out.