Could he only trace back a few generations? It was so much work...
"No need to trace anything after her, but none of the generations before her must be missed."
Grayson wiped his brows and rejoiced for less than a second before he realized that Mr. Ares had cracked a cold one on him.
Baby Zetty was so young, so how could she have any descendants to trace?"
After completing the procedures for testing, Grayson returned to Jay's side.
"How many days before the results come back?" Jay asked.
Grayson raised three fingers.
Genetic testing was inherently tedious. Most hospitals would take up to half a month, or at least one week to complete.
Grayson was only able to negotiate it to three days by using his wide connections.
However, Jay was still dissatisfied. "That’s too long."
Grayson's face crumpled together. "Mr. Ares, this isn't Grand Asia. We'll have to comply with their rules." "Then set up a genetic testing center in Grand Asia.
You'll be in charge of this."
Speechless, Grayson looked up toward the sky.
Why did he bring this upon himself?
Leaving the genetic center, Jay lifted his wrist to take a look at his watch. It was still early.
"Grayson, drive me to Transcity Films."
Flabbergasted, Grayson looked at Jay. He used to hate going there.
There was a multitude of beautiful female celebrities a t Transcity Films. The rich kids liked to hang out there because it was easy to snag a girl for themselves.
However, Mr. Ares was the odd one out among them. When a woman came within ten paces of him, he would feel sick to his stomach.
Those who did not know would think that he was having a stomach attack, whilst those who knew would think that he deserved to be alone forever.
However, the iron tree had finally bloomed!
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