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"Mr. Harris, this is the result of the paternity test sent by Mrs. Harris." On the top floor of the hospital, in the dean's office, Jerome was sitting there with a cold expression. His eyes were slightly narrowed and his expression was indifferent. No one could tell his mood. The dean came in from outside and handed over a document. Jerome opened his eyes, took the document, opened it, and looked at the result. Then, he sneered. "Ronald Burton?" He had heard this name before. Back in City B, he had heard many people mention it. Especially his friend Theo Barton, who didn't care about his business, mentioned this person a lot. It was said that Ronald was a playboy born with a silver spoon. Five years ago, when he left City B, he heard Theo say that Ronald was very interested in Selin