Sorrentino's POV
"Mr Sorrentino," My right-hand man called, running into my office.
"You look like you had a demon in your heels, why are you running?" I asked, closing the document in front of me.
"I think you need to see this," he said, talking closer with a document in his arms.
"You asked to look into the Ayla that is with the Cavarallos," He said with a pause.
"And I'm supposed to think that you have something important to tell me," I said, watching as he swallowed hard, shaking his head.
"The DNA test was negative sir,"
"W—what does that mean?" I asked, springing up from the chair.
"She's not the real Ayla that you've been looking for, Mr Sorrentino. She's a fake, and I don't think even the Cavarallos know," he blurted, moving closer.
"That means the real Ayla is st
