Chapter 953 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

“Can you stop saying that?!” Benne hissed at Harry, making him laugh.

“Was Kimberly going to tamper with the result?” Celsie asked in confusion.

“No. Not Kimberly. The mastermind behind the whole prank,” Harry said, making Benne glare at him.

Benne could tell Harry was slowly dragging out the details to get on his nerves, “Spill it, will you?”

“Alright. Where do I start from?” Harry asked thoughtfully as he placed both legs on Benne’s desk and crossed them at the ankle.

Celsie’s lips twitched when she saw the murderous glint in Benne’s eyes as he eyed Harry. Harry was pushing his luck by testing their patience right now.

“Do you want the details or do you want to know who was behind it? Choose wisely,” Harry said, and seeing that Harry was in a mood to annoy him, Benne sighed.

He wasn’t going to give Harry the satisfaction of seeing him lose his temper, “Everything. I want the details.”

“Good. Now to the details. I received a distress call yesterday from the director at the lab…”

“Yesterday? Why didn’t you tell me about it last night?” Benne cut in.

“Because I don’t think that was the right place for such a conversation. Now back to what I was saying. The director was at some sort of crossroad and didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to lie to you or go against the ethics of his profession, and he didn’t want to offend the mastermind either. So, he wanted my help,” Harry explained, and watched as Benne exchanged a look with Celsie.

“I suppose even if I ask you’re not going to tell me who the mastermind is yet?” Benne asked, and Harry shook his head.

“It’s not fun if I tell you. So back to my story. Upon hearing from the lab director that the DNA result was negative, I took another look at the file I received on Kimberly to see if I had missed something in the kid’s record. All signs had been pointing to you as the father before now, so seeing that the result said otherwise, I decided that I had to have missed something. So, I called the nurse who took care of my dad, and asked her to help me with the calculation of the kid’s conception. Judging from her birthday to the day we opened the hotel where you met her. The kid was born exactly forty-six weeks after you were with her mother,” Harry said, and Celsie shook her head.

“Forty-six weeks? How is that possible? Besides, she stated in the instagram picture she posted of Dawn as a new born that she had her at exactly thirty-nine weeks,” Celsie said with a frown as she fished out her phone from her handbag to search for the picture.

She remembered the exact length of pregnancy because she remembered wondering why it was thirty-nine weeks instead of thirty-six weeks which stood for nine months, since people always said nine months was the duration for pregnancy.

“Yes. You are right. It’s in the record,” Harry said so she wouldn’t bother with her phone.

“That means she must know that there is no way the kid is mine,” Benne said thoughtfully.

“Yeah. Unless she believes your sperm took a really long time to fertilize her eggs. No offense, Lulu,” Harry said, and Benne sighed.

“So if she knows for a fact that the kid isn’t Benne’s and she wasn’t mistaken, how could she have come up with this ruse then?” Celsie asked thoughtfully.

“Are you sure she is not the mastermind trying to tamper with the result?” Benne asked and Harry nodded.

“She is not the one. But that doesn’t mean she is not involved,” Harry said and Benne scowled.

“So who was the bastard or bitch behind this that tried to tamper with the result?” Benne asked impatiently.

Harry chuckled, “Your grandfather is the bastard,” Harry said, and watched as Celsie’s lips fell open and Benne blinked in surprise.

“My grandfather? My grandfather wanted the result tampered with? Why? This doesn’t make any sense. There is no connection here. How does he even know Kimberly and Dawn?” Benne asked in disbelief, unable to believe that his grandfather would do something as juvenile and irresponsible as this.

“Well, I was curious too, so I looked into it. I’ve been busy since last night and all morning. I’ve barely had enough sleep on your account. I think I need a raise,” Harry said with a sigh while Benne waited patiently for Harry to say what it was about.

“The relationship between your grandfather and her father seems to go back a long way to before your grandfather became president. I also found out your grandfather was with her family on the morning of your encounter with Kimberly. So, I’m guessing that was when he came up with the plan,” Harry said, and Benne frowned while Celsie merely took in all the information.

“He was there before Benne’s trip? Is it possible that he knew Benne had a meeting with Kimberly’s uncle?” Celsie asked thoughtfully.

“That’s very possible. The hotel was having issues so it would only be natural for Benne to want to meet with the person in charge of hotel management and hospitality regulations,” Harry said with a nod.

“If you think about it, it sort of makes sense. I don’t think if Benne were really the father of the girl Kimberly would have waited weeks to reach out to him after identifying him. It was probably convenient for them that you showed up when you did,” Celsie said thoughtfully.

“This doesn’t make any sense. What is the purpose of all this? Are you sure it was my grandfather?” Benne asked unable to make sense of it.

“I wouldn’t be reporting it to you if I wasn’t sure,” Harry said, and Benne rose from his seat and went to look out of his office window.

“So, what do we do now? Pretend we don’t know anything and play along to see how far this goes? Or do you want to confront them?” Celsie asked not sure what was next.

“We have had more than enough drama already. I don’t need more. I’m going to give my grandfather a call and give him a piece of my mind before calling Kimberly. I’m not going to stand for this nonsense!” Benne said, beginning to feel really annoyed by it all.

He couldn’t believe he had been so worked up and unable to sleep or think straight for the last couple of days over such a stupid prank.

Even Celsie had cried because of it.

His grandfather should have known better than to do something as stupid as this. There was no way he was going to let it slide!

After Celsie returned to her office to meet with a designer who she had an appointment with, Harry remained with Benne in his office.

Benne raised a brow when he noticed how Harry was staring at him instead of leaving too, “What? Why are you not leaving too?” Benne asked, and Harry scoffed.

“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” Harry asked with a raised brow, and Benne looked back at him blankly.

“Find out about what?” Benne asked and Harry gave him a pointed look.

“That you had given a call to most of the branch directors outside the country to know if your attention was needed anywhere. And then you made them call me to lay a complaint so that I would ask you, and you could in turn offer to travel in my stead because you knew I wouldn’t be able to travel right now,” Harry said, and Benne shrugged.

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