Chapter 19

"Maternal wellness center?" Gabriel interrupted coldly. Yvonne shot him a look and maintained her smile. "Mr. Dutton, is there any problem with that?" Taking in her smile, Gabriel said, "I need a sample of your hair follicle." Yvonne's expression stiffened. "Mr. Dutton, are you joking?" Standing aside, I felt my heart leaping into my throat. I wondered if Gabriel was about to spill the news of my death. I took in the smile still lingering at the corners of Yvonne's eyes and the faint uneasiness on Nancy's expression. They were looking at Gabriel, so I couldn't help but look at him, too. Gabriel's gaze was always so indifferent that I couldn't see what emotions lingered within. Soon, he spoke up. "Mrs. Miller, you'd better do as I say. Otherwise, whether or not Joanne is—" Before he could finish, Yvonne stood up abruptly, cutting him short. "Mr. Miller, let's talk elsewhere." Gabriel got to his feet and followed her. As they left the living room, Yvonne shot a worried glance