Chapter 45

"Zoey, I messed up. How about I go and tell Mr. Windsor that you never met any jerks abroad and I made it all up," Claire admitted, realizing her mistake and wanting to clear things up with Henry.

Zoey quickly grabbed Claire's arm. "No need. It's better if he misunderstands. Besides, if you explain, he'll just think I put you up to it."

Claire, seeing Zoey's determination, couldn't help but ask, "Do you really not want to be with Mr. Windsor?"

Zoey answered firmly, "No."

She had come back to the country for revenge, not to let her two sons suffer because of her relationship with Henry. The Windsor family was a big deal, and things were super complicated within.

Hearing Zoey's words, Claire sighed and gave up on the idea of talking to Henry.

Back at his apartment, Henry immediately called Hazel.

"Henry, why the sudden call? Are you planning to marry that Miss Spencer and want your dad and me to discuss it?" Hazel's voice was filled with joy, thinking Henry was going to marry Zoey.

Henry felt a bit helpless. "Mom, you're overthinking. I just need you to send me a photo of me when I was two or three years old."

"Why do you need a childhood photo?" Hazel asked, puzzled.

"Never mind that. I've got my reasons.," Henry replied, not ready to explain until he had more information.

Hazel had no choice but to dig out a few photos of Henry as a toddler, snap pictures of them, and send them over.

After sending the photos, she couldn't help but call Lally.

"Henry just asked me for photos of him when he was young. Do you think Zoey suspects he had plastic surgery? But if he wants to prove it, shouldn't he ask for teenage photos?" Hazel shared her confusion with Lally over the phone.

Lally immediately caught on to Henry's intention. It seemed he was finally questioning the parentage of those two kids.

"Mrs. Windsor, I'm not entirely sure, but Miss Spencer probably met Mr. Windsor three years ago. Maybe in a few days, you'll hear even better news," Lally hinted, not wanting to make any definitive statements without confirmation.

Hazel thought this meant Henry would soon settle down with Zoey. She smiled happily. "That would be wonderful. Alfred and I should start preparing, so we're not caught off guard when the wedding comes."

Lally realized Hazel misunderstood but didn't correct her. If the kids were indeed Henry's, a wedding would likely follow soon.

Henry looked at the photos Hazel sent and couldn't calm down.

Gabriel, Travis and him as a kid were like three peas in a pod!

Henry immediately called John.

John answered, "Mr. Windsor, what can I do for you?"

"Find out exactly when Zoey gave birth to the kids abroad. I need precise dates."

Sensing Henry's urgency, John didn't ask any questions and quickly agreed. "Understood, Mr. Windsor."

Henry hung up, spotted some of Gabriel and Travis's hair on the back of the sofa, carefully picked it up with a piece of paper, folded it, and left the apartment, heading straight to Evergreen Hospital.

"What are you doing here at this hour? Are you hurt?" Joseph, just finishing a surgery, looked puzzled when he saw Henry.

Henry pulled out a clear bag from his pocket, containing a piece of paper. "There are three different hairs here. I need a paternity test ASAP, and I need the results fast."

Joseph was taken aback and then looked at Henry in surprise. "Who did you have a kid with? I thought Zoey was the only woman in your life, but now it seems there's another. Is she here to confront you?"

Henry's face darkened. "I only have Zoey. Two of these hairs are from her twin sons."

"What? Zoey's a mom?" The news was so shocking that even the seasoned Joseph was momentarily stunned.

"Why not just ask Zoey?" Joseph suggested.

"She doesn't know it was me three years ago, and when I asked her who the father was, she said he got hit by a truck and died without a trace," Henry gritted his teeth, clearly still affected by her words.

Joseph almost laughed but managed to hold it in. He took the bag from Henry. "Don't worry, I'll get it tested right away."

Henry nodded. "Okay, call me as soon as you have the results."

The next day, Zoey got a call from Arthur.

"Dad, why the sudden interest in me?" Zoey knew her ruthless father wouldn't call without a reason.

Arthur's voice was surprisingly gentle. "Zoey, since you hold fifty percent of the shares, some of the company's directors are worried you might not be able to manage the company at your age. They want to meet and talk with you."

Zoey snorted. "No problem."

"Mr. Langley and I are going to play golf. Meet us at the golf course," Arthur gave Zoey the address and hung up.

After the call, Claire came over and asked, "Was it Beckett calling? Isn't it too early?"

Zoey shook her head. "No, it was Arthur."

"Your womanizing dad, what trouble has he caused now?" Claire frowned, having no good feelings towards Zoey's heartless father.

Zoey told Claire, "Whatever trouble he's caused, I'll handle it."

Seeing Gabriel and Travis come out, she bent down and patted their heads. "Gabriel, Travis, I have to go out for some business. Be good at home today, and I'll take you out to play when I get back. Don't give Claire any trouble, okay?"