?<strong>Chapter 1001:</strong>


    But now? You’re the pride of the Morrison family. Even the highest-ranking families in Isonridge wouldn’t have the nerve to treat you that way if you became one of their own.”


    “I get it, Kody. So let’s wait until the baby arrives safely, and once that’s done, we can sit down and talk about the wedding,” said Carrie in a calm, reassuring voice.


    Reece said with a burst of enthusiasm, “And by that time, whether it’s a girl or a boy, they could even participate as the flower child or ring bearer!”


    Kody gave him a sharp smack on the arm. “Seriously? You’re nning to hold off on the wedding until the kid’s old enough to walk? You realize that’s going to take ages, right?”


    The conversation paused abruptly as the door swung open, revealing the three doctors who had conducted the tests entering the room together.


    Silence settled over the room as Carrie, Kody, and Reece shifted their focus to the doctors, a heavy tension hanging in the air that anyone could feel.


    Stepping forward, the senior doctor ced the report on the table. “The DNA tests confirm a biological rtionship between the two samples. You’ll find the specifics detailed in the report.”


    Reece’s voice was barely audible as he asked, “Could there be any error?” He was well aware of the answer. The Morrison family had long been a major investor in this medical institute. Over the years, countless elite families had invested in it, driven by fears of baby swaps and doubts about bloodlines. The technology housed here was cutting-edge—far beyond what most hospitals could ever dream of having. It was this very institution that had conducted the initial DNA tests when Carrie reconnected with the Morrison family.


    “No error is possible.” The doctor firmly shook his head. “Our equipment is state-of-the-art,parable only to what Steu Skua’sw enforcement agencies use. If these results are incorrect, there’s no equipment avable that could provide urate ones.” The finality of his words weighed heavily on everyone present. Kody acknowledged the doctor’s assurance with a subdued nod. “Thank you for your rity.”


    “If there’s anything else you’d like to ask, don’t hesitate to contact us.” With a courteous nod, the doctors made a quiet exit from the room. They understood that sticking around in a moment as delicate and private as this would only be out of ce.


    Reece gave Carrie a quick look before facing Kody. “Dad, let’s head back for now. This isn’t the right setting for a conversation. We need to consider what Grandpa and Jenesis will think.”


    “Agreed,” Kody responded, nodding in affirmation.


    At the Morrison estate, they had all assembled once again in the very same tea room where they had met the previous night.


    The same faces in the same room, yet the atmosphere had shifted dramatically. Gone was the previous night’s warmth, reced by a suffocating tension that…


    The tension in the room loomed over everyone like a pending storm. Jenesis massaged her forehead, bewildered. “How did we get to this point? Carrie is a Hinks… and she’s pregnant?”


    Luca said softly, “The pregnancy itself isn’t the issue. She and Daxton have had years to build something real between them. Now that they’re together, starting a family and nning a wedding just feels like the path they were meant to take. And as for the Hinks family—if they believe they can treat Carrie like some kind of living blood supply for Kelsey, they’ll have to step over my dead body before that ever happens.”


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