Chapter sixty one

The room, now an arena of conflicting emotions and strained bonds, echoed with the weight of Gunther's disbelief. His eyes, a reflection of skepticism and a quest for certainty, bore into Richard, challenging the veracity of the narrative that had unfolded.

"No, I don't trust anything that comes out of your mouth," Gunther asserted, his voice a blend of defiance and suspicion. He cast a wary glance towards Jane, the formidable figure whose allegiance to the clandestine world of the mafia had earned her a reputation for navigating the murky waters of duplicity.

"Jane belongs to a mafia crew. That's why she can do dirty things just for benefits. We'll have to run a DNA test to confirm that you're really my dad," Gunther added, injecting a note of procedural skepticism into the charged atmosphere.

Before Richard could respond, Jane, visibly irked by the insinuation, interjected with a terse response. "Common boy, there's no time for that," she snapped, the shift in her tone betraying a
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