Upon her arrival at the testing facility, the observer notified Selina's father Beal of her presence.

Instantly informed, Beal relayed the news to Selina, whose expression darkened with concern.

"Really? Rosalynn has gone for a DNA test?" she questioned, a sense of urgency in her tone.

"She did! Selina, it looks like she's starting to question her own identity! What's our next move?" Beal was clearly distressed.

With a firm grip on her phone and a glimmer of ruthlessness in her eyes, Selina declared, “Dad, stick to our original plan."

"Does that mean... to eliminate her?" Beal asked.

Taking a deep breath, Selina affirmed, "If she survives, your past deeds will come to light instantly. What do you say?"

With a harsh tone, Beal agreed, "Alright, I'll handle it."

Selina added, "And ensure someone swaps the test results." She would never let her know about the truth. The Moreno family must remain in the dark about this secret.

"Understood," Beal responded.

After ending the call, Selina clutched the phone tightly.

"Rosalynn, don't blame others. Blame yourself. Wasn't living in Wragos enough for you? Why come to Skrix and take what's rightfully mine? Let's resolve all our past and present conflicts!" Selina muttered under her breath.

Stepping out of the hospital, Rosalynn gazed up at the blue sky and drew in a deep breath.

An urgent test had been taken, the outcome of which would emerge in three days. Uncertainty clouded her mind about the impending results.

She pondered the notion of not being a Moreno by birth. A tinge of disappointment crept in.

With a shake of her head, Rosalynn dismissed the thought, musing that worry often accompanies expectation.

"Rosa,"

The sound of a man's voice beckoned from behind.

She turned to find Lyndon, a flash of astonishment in her gaze.

“Lyndon, what brings you here?"