Aria’s eyes widened in surprise as she confirmed once again that Ayah’s blood type was, indeed, type O.
But how was that possible?
George was type A and Rachel was type AB, how could she give birth to Ayah who was type O?
Violet thought of Rowel and Carlo.
Could it be that Ayah was really Rowel’s daughter also?
She subconsciously squeezed the document in her hand, and an amused smile lifted up on her face.
If that was the case, it would be fun.
“Miss?” The nurse couldn’t help but call out when she saw Aria was in a daze.
Aria handed the document over, “Sorry, something came to my mind.”
“It’s okay, I’ll go first then.” The nurse smiled and crossed to her side to leave.
She pulled the nurse back, “Wait a minute.”
“Yes, Miss?” The nurse looked at her suspiciously.
Aria uttered, “I want a few strands of Ayah’s hair, please.”
“B-But that’s not in line with the rules.” The nurse felt it not right.