Chapter 193 We Can Do a DNA Test

• As soon as the words fell, Old Mr. Quille’s hawk-like eyes locked on the child. A thin thread of anger flickered across his face, and the force of his presence pressed even harder on the room.
• Tony’s heart kicked hard. Color drained from his cheeks. He bit his lip and blurted, “Great-grandpa, what are you so mad about? I’m Danny!”
• Eli, watching from the side, rushed to back him up. “Yeah, that’s Danny!”