The detective’s eyes narrowed.
“What about the DNA test results?”
The officer hesitated, his voice barely above a whisper.
“They show that Austin’s DNA matches Ariel’s. She’s his biological mother.” Suddenly, Ariel’s lawyer walks into the rescue with a file in his hand. “Well, this has no names, but I will assure you that if you need to get DNA tests done, I will need to speak to my client first, but for now, you have no proof of anything, and I will need you to release her at once!”
The detective’s expression changed from scepticism to surprise. He turned to Ariel, his eyes searching hers.
“Looks like you were telling the truth, Ms. Ariel.”
Ariel’s eyes welled up with tears, her body shaking with relief.
“I told you. I’m his mother. Monica stole my son.”
The detective nodded,
