Chapter 90. Are You Comfortable Now?

"Hold him firmly, don't move." He pressed her with one hand and prepared to pull his hair.

"Can't you cut with scissors? He will cry if you pull it directly." Penelope stopped him.

He snorted and said, "Can the scissors cut the hair, including the follicles?"

"Follicles?"

"The hair follicle is the target for the test. The hair is useless," he said, glancing at his mother. "If I were not here today, all your efforts would be in vain."

Penelope looked at old Mrs. Duncan; the latter turned her face away.

Warren pulled three hairs out of Chris's head.

The baby frowned in his sleep as if about to cry.

"Don't cry. Mommy is here," Penelope whispered to him very gently.

Warren reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. Penelope moved away.

The three hairs were neatly packed, and Warren handed them over to the old lady. "You have collected it, and you won't get another opportunity."

The old lady nodded and sa