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Lady Margaret moved around the house nervously as a heavy realm of silence enveloped the William's villa. Clarissa's eyes sprouted, shooting a troubled look. "Grandma please drink your green tea. You need to calm down" Everyone was eagerly awaiting the doctor's arrival. Lady Margaret could not take her gaze off the foyer, staring at the doorway as if her life depended on it. Philips was glued to the couch, his eyes fixed on Lady Margaret, his palms damp with sweat, and his heart beating out of his chest nonstop. He felt a glimmer of hope while he waited patiently for the doctor, glancing at the wall clock from time to time. If he were truly Lady Margaret's grandson, he was going to make Elena pay for her actions! “I'll make sure they all regret what they have done, they shall cower at my feet!” He muttered quietly to himself. Doctor Gray, Lady Margaret's family physician, arrived promptly. Without delay, a DNA test was carried out right away and sent to the lab for results. "I'll be back soon, ma'am." She said as she bowed and left. Again, they had to wait and the wait seemed too long. “Sparky, can you not remember me? “ She said, lifting a brow from the other end of the couch. “ It's me, Clarissa.” She smiled. Clarissa always seemed cheerful and happy. She was always smiling even in her darkest moments. Her light and warm honey-brown eyes scanned his face in amusement. “No, I don't remember you, I'm sorry," Philip said, leaning forward. He felt guilty as if he had committed a crime. “Did you lose your memory? The day you drowned ?” she asked. “Drowned? I– l never drowned. I don't recall..” “Sparky drowned on his birthday. His disappearance was shocking. Back then, I found it strange, and to date, I still do; how did he just vanish into thin air?” Philip was a man of very few words. He always picked his words carefully and only spoke when he felt the need to. He didn't know what to say so he remained silent. Clarissa lowered her head in disappointment and frowned. But then, with a bright grin, she busied herself with her beaded bracelets, and continued, “ I remember when we were little, we used to play hide and seek.” Despite the uncertainty about his identity, her instincts kept tickling her to talk about the memories they shared in the past. Clarissa's luminous spirit came to life as she bloomed like a flower, lighting up the room and breaking the silence. She giggled slightly and moved closer to Philip, making his heart race. Feeling a lump gently rise in his throat, he quietly inhaled her sweet and angelic cologne. She smelt like vanilla and cocoa butter. Her skin glowing like that of a newborn child and her eyes filled with hope and positivity. Her eyes lit up and curved up into a small pout as she said, “One time, you hid in one of the kitchen cabinets and ended up getting stuck. I looked for you everywhere, but I didn't find you, “ She laughed and leaned closer. “I cried so much on that day.” “At the end of the day, My mom was the one who finally found you..” she sighed, hoping he might remember. ***** An hour later, the door swung open and Doctor Grey chimed in, “The results are out!!!" Clarrisa jumped up, and Lady Margaret stood still, "what does it say, doctor??" They asked in unison. "Unfortunately, Philip is not your grandson." "What?" lady Margaret spat in fright and terror. Abruptly, a heavy, weighing silence filled the air; Philip stood stagnant and unwavering as he paid attention to the doctor's news that crushed and crumbled his hopes into countless pieces. Clarissa's bright expression turned cold, "it's not possible!" She said, persistently. "Conduct another test; there could be a mistake somewhere. These things happen all the time." Lady Margaret fainted and buried herself back into the chair she gladly jumped up from earlier as she blinked her eyes. Clarrisa ran towards her to hold her as her heart tangled painfully, She was at a loss for words, "Doctor Grey, are you sure? One Hundred percent sure? Because I need you to be sure." She managed to speak, her eyes, dizzy. The doctor looked downwards, tilting her gaze away from Lady Margaret; she couldn't face her in the state she was currently in. "Yes, I am sure." She said and nodded her head slightly. Doctor Grey hated to be the deliverer of such bad and sorrowful news but that was the bitter truth. Philip was not Cedric. A beeping was heard by the doctor from her phone so she paused and excused herself, holding the phone tightly to her ear to answer the call, "Hello." Raising a brow, she said, annoyed, "Really? How could you let that happen??" "I'm sorry ma, it will never repeat itself!"The caller said over the phone, feeling remorseful and she ended the call. She walked towards them, looked at her phone, and said, "There has been a mix-up from the lab! Congratulations lady Margaret, the report is positive! He is your grandson." Philip pinched his face. Hold on, was he dreaming? Is Philip really Cedric Williams? He had always dreamed of having a family, but as he saw it come through, it looked like magic, and he became overwhelmed. Lady Margaret wiggled forward to hug him and danced joyfully, “Oh Cedric you are alive. I can't believe you went through so much pain and suffering. It must have been tough!“ “I'm truly sorry, my child,” She said genuinely, with tears falling to her cheeks, “All these years we thought you were dead. But you're alive now and I'll make sure I do everything within my power to make you happy.” “Oh doctor, my grandson is really alive. This calls for celebration?” She chided, looking like the happiest person on earth. The doctor nodded and said,” Y– yes, ma'am, it does!” Lady Margaret looked at her handsome grandson. Their was something unique about him. His daunting features reminded him of her son. “Is there anything you desire right now?” she questioned him. “Just say it and we will get it done!” Philip was still in awe but he played along in this jolly mood with them. “Anything I desire?” He asked, startled. What else could he ask for? He found his family and that was more than enough. “Yes my child, just name it.” she said. “I have just one desire and that is to seek revenge on my wife and her family!”
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