Chapter 520


    Chapter 520


    Ada snapped her fingers at him and burst intoughter. “Exactly! Fretending to be ignorant won’t


    change the fact that she is your daughter.”


    Roger suddenly closed his eyes, his face contorting in a fierce twitch, veins bulging on his forehead.


    In his mind, he couldn’t help but recall the first time he saw Sophia. The gentle and elegant aura


    surrounding her resembled his deceased wife.


    At some point, doubt crept into his heart. Yet, he had ced too much trust in Oliver, believing he


    wouldn’t deceive him. Indeed, Oliver hadn’t lied to him. But as the saying goes, one can’t guard


    against family thieves. How could they have anticipated Renee’s cunning move, bribing the doctor to


    falsify the report?


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    The gratitude of over twenty years of nurturing meant nothing to Ada. It was so worthless in her


    eyes that she even set up a scheme that caused the downfall of the Watson Group. What did she


    ultimately gain from all of this?


    After relishing in his pain and regret, Ada smirked and said, “As for you, don’t expect Sophia Taylor,


    that bitch, to acknowledge you. After all, you were the one who paid 10 million dors to send her


    away from Cester City back then, and you were the one who forced Jason to stab herter on. Even


    if she were forgiving, she probably couldn’t convince herself to forgive you, could she? You’re


    destined to meet your deceased wife with regret.”


    Roger struggled to sit up, but each attempt ended in a harsh fall back onto the couch. After several


    futile tries, he reached for his scattered phone* on the couch, grabbed it, and fiercely hurled it


    toward Ada.


    Still reveling in the satisfaction of revenge, Ada was caught off guard. A dull thud followed by a


    piercing scream echoing through the empty living room: “My eyes, my eyes…


    Roger’s earlier throw missed Ada’s face but struck her eye with tremendous force in his extreme


    anger. In an instant, blood cascaded down Ada’s cheek from her injured eye, quickly staining half of


    her face. Staggering backward onto the couch, she writhed in pain, clutching her eye and


    intermittently screaming in agony.


    Roger didn’t look at her, staring nkly at the crystal chandelier above him, his gaze empty and


    hopeless. He had mistaken his daughter and had even hurt Sophia severely. When he died, how


    could he face his deceased wife with any dignity?


    At that moment, hurried footsteps could be heard outside. Half an hour ago, Oliver received news


    that Roger had arrived in Cester City and guessed he wanted to see Ada, rushing over immediately.


    Little did he expect to be toote. Judging by the scene in the living room, Ada had probably already


    spilled the truth.


    Approaching the couch, Oliver reached out to help the pale–faced Roger, gently asking, “Roger, are


    you alright?”


    Roger grasped Oliver’s wrist as if clinging to a lifeline. “Oliver, I heard that Sophia Taylor is still alive.


    Is that true? Is it true!”


    Oliver remained silent momentarily, then nodded. “Yes, she is in Cester City right now


    Roger suddenly became excited. Take me to see her. She is my daughter.”


    Initially expecting Oliver to be shocked, Roger found him calm, as if the explosive truth didn’t matter.


    With this realization, Roger understood Oliver likely knew the hidden truth all along and kept it from


    him. Before Roger could question him, Oliver gently pried open his fingers, stood up,


    and walked towards Ada across the room.


    His gaze was icy cold, a hint of deadly intent on his face. Ada sensed the danger and instinctively


    stepped back. “What, what do you want to do? I am Jason’s wife now. If you dare to touch me…


    Before she could finish, another piercing scream echoed through the living room