Chapter 2 Daddy, I have a paternity test!

Four years later!

A little girl with chubby cheeks appeared at the entrance of a super skyscraper, holding a tablet in her arms.

She stared at the words on the tablet.

Location.

Locked!

This is the place!

The daddy she had been searching for four years worked here!

Quiana Doyle looked up, her watery eyes gazing at the super skyscraper in front of her.

Finally going to see daddy!

So exciting!

A thrilled smile spread across Quiana Doyle's plump little face.

She even had a paternity test done in advance.

She refused to believe that if she showed up in front of her daddy with the test results, he wouldn't want her!

And.

She had also prepared a gift for their meeting.

As long as daddy accepted her as his daughter, she would give him the Hacker Empire she created with her own hands!

While Quiana Doyle began to fantasize about the scene of meeting her daddy.

A black sedan slowly stopped at the entrance of the building.

Quiana Doyle instinctively looked behind her.

An elegant and dignified figure had just alighted from the black sedan.

The man's handsome and stern face was almost identical to that of her biological brother, Quinnie Doyle!

Quiana Doyle became excited.

This was definitely her long-lost biological daddy, no doubt about it!

"Daddy!"

Quiana Doyle, filled with excitement, clutched her tablet and ran towards Marcus Sharp with her short little legs.

But.

Before she could get within three meters.

Someone grabbed her by the back of her neck and lifted her up.

Quiana Doyle became unhappy, her round black eyes glaring at the big brother in front of her: "Big brother, can you put Quiana down? Quiana is in a hurry to find daddy."

Flynn Zimmerman laughed, a naughty smile appearing on his cheeky face as he stared intently at Quiana Doyle's soft and cute little face: "You do look a bit like my boss, but our boss certainly doesn't have such a cute daughter."

Then, Flynn Zimmerman casually handed Quiana Doyle over to a subordinate.

He had the adorable little girl sent to the nearby police station.

Throughout the process, Quiana Doyle didn't even get a chance to speak to her daddy.

An hour later.

Ellie Doyle picked up her daughter, who had sneaked away, from the police station.

Quiana Doyle hung her head low, lacking enthusiasm.

She didn't understand why her daddy hadn't recognized her.

She looked so much like her daddy!

Walking out of the police station.

Ellie Doyle squatted down, staring helplessly at her daughter: "Tell mommy, how many days have you been with mommy in Summerland?"

The little girl answered woefully: "The second day."

Ellie Doyle sighed: "You know it's only the second day in Summerland, and you've already made me come to the police station to pick you up. Where do you plan to make mommy go in the next few days?"

Quiana Doyle felt wronged and defended herself: "But Quiana didn't do anything bad. Quiana was just trying to find daddy."

Ellie Doyle rubbed her temples, feeling that having a daughter too smart for her own good was perhaps not so great after all: "All right, let's not talk about that now. For the next few days, you just stay close to me and don't go anywhere, okay?"

Quiana Doyle still felt very wronged: "Mommy, daddy didn't recognize Quiana, and he even let someone take Quiana to the police station... Mommy, does daddy not like Quiana?"

Ellie Doyle: "..."

Though reluctant to admit it.

She still wanted to tell her daughter that perhaps her father, whom she hadn't seen in four years, wasn't very bright.

Otherwise, how could he not recognize his own daughter?

Of course.

It was also possible that he actually did recognize Quiana's identity but still pretended not to know.

Thinking of the second possibility, Ellie's face grew slightly colder.

She would never forgive the person who collaborated with the Doyle family to humiliate her all those years ago.

And she certainly wouldn't let her children recognize that person as a father.

However.

Seeing her daughter so hurt, Ellie didn't relay this cruel expectation to her.

A taxi was already waiting by the roadside.

Ellie Doyle took Quiana and got into the car.

In the front passenger seat, a boy with an iceberg expression looked through the rearview mirror, his calm gaze resting on the reflection of Ellie Doyle: "Mommy, we're half an hour away from Granny's surgery. We're going to be late."

The boy was only four years old this year.

Yet, his demeanor was not like that of a child his age.

Hearing her son's reminder, Ellie Doyle's expression turned serious again, and she quickly told the taxi driver to drive to the best public hospital in Sea City.

Ellie Doyle had come back to the country abruptly this time specifically for her grandmother's surgery.

She didn't trust the doctors in her own country.

Furthermore.

This surgery was one that only she could perform.

After the taxi arrived at the hospital.

Ellie Doyle quickly led the two little ones, striding toward the hospital's lobby.

Soon.

Ellie Doyle was in the dean's office.

At the same time, there were just ten minutes left before Mrs. Doyle's surgery was set to begin.

In the office.

The dean was a middle-aged man, scholarly in appearance.

Upon hearing Ellie Doyle's request to join the hospital's surgery, the dean frowned and directly refused: "Miss, although I don't know from which hospital you are a practicing doctor, I must tell you that the hospital has procedures. I cannot agree to your participation in our patient's surgery."

Ellie Doyle wasn't surprised by the dean's words.

She took a deep breath without any sign of backing down: "Dean, it is imperative that I participate in this surgery. In addition, here are my credentials, please take a look."

The dean's expression was already impatient and he was about to have his assistant send her away.

But when his eyes glanced at the credentials that Ellie Doyle had handed over, his expression froze instantly.

Sea City was definitely a first-tier city in Summerland.

And to hold the position of dean within one of the city's top hospitals.

That alone evidenced the dean's high status in the medical community.

Yet such an elite figure in medicine.

His expression went from rigid to grave, and then from grave to respectful.

At this moment, the dean's gaze towards Ellie Doyle completely changed, his expression incredibly excited as he looked at her: "Professor Doyle, we're truly honored to have you visit our Sea City! Since you wish to participate in this surgery, it must be allowed! I will make the arrangements right now!"

Ellie Doyle spoke up directly: "The surgery is about to begin, I have no time left. I need to enter the operating room now."

"Good! No problem!"

A few minutes later.

The hospital dean personally led Ellie Doyle to Mrs. Doyle's operating room.

At the same time.

News of the world's top and youngest medical professor's appearance in Sea City quickly spread throughout Summerland's medical community.

In Summerland.

On top of a towering skyscraper in Sea City.

At the penthouse.

A figure excitedly burst into the office: "Elder Hayes, there's news! The world's top surgical expert has been spotted!"