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Amy found it hard to swallow. Someone just sent a DNA result proving that Sammy wasn't Luther's kid, and Grandfather Aaron sent Elvis to call for her at that same time. It had to be fake, right? How would someone even get something of Luther's in the first place? They couldn't just go and take his hair or something. “Is there a problem?” She asked, but he simply stretched his hand out to Sammy, who took it with much excitement. Amy just wanted to grab him and hide him from Elvis. Elvis c****d his head at her, without replying. “He wants to see Sammy too.” He told her, and began to walk away with Sammy, who was bouncing energetically, as he swung Elvis’ arm back and forth. Amy quickly got to her feet, and followed them, exhaling frequently with her mouth. As she approached the large

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