Lawrence Winters walked over step by step, the sound of his high heels striking the marble floor of the confession room echoed like a knock on Mrs. Fang's heart.
She hesitated a bit.
Lawrence Winters had already approached, standing a foot behind her, and said in a very soft voice, "Mrs. Fang, I won't expose you, but I must know the truth."
"The truth? What truth?" Mrs. Fang calmed down, "I don't know what Great Heavenly Master Winters is talking about."
Lawrence Winters smiled faintly, "Okay, we won't say much now, but can Mrs. Fang let me see the paternity test report on Miss Tang? I want to confirm whether she is really Diana Thomas's daughter."
Mrs. Fang originally didn't want to hand over the paternity test report, but under the even more outrageous request from Lawrence Winters, she thought it better to just give her the report.
This is the inertia of most people.
For example, if you want to open a window, others might oppose it.
