Chapter 254
Chapter 254 Great Fortune, Great Destiny
Biological daughter…
Elva’s heart “thumped” in her chest.
Waves of bad premonitions from the bottom of her heart hit her, leaving her head in a daze.
Even when she did such outrageous things, Thomas just turned a blind eye and wouldn’t say such
things. Why has he be so ruthless in his words and actions now?
“Daddy, I… I may not be your biological child, but I’ve always considered you my real father. Have you
forgotten how I took care of you night after night when you had your appendectomy…”
“Enough!” Thomas interrupted her impatiently, “I’ve always remembered, I don’t need your reminder.”
With a “rumble”, Elva’s body swayed as if it was about to fall, like a lonely and deste withered leaf. A
faint pain throbbed in her forehead, and fine beads of sweat appeared.
Thomas no longer dwelled on the past!
No matter what she had done, as long as Thomas still harbored a bit of
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father-daughter affection, he wouldn’t have been so cruel to her.
And now, Thomas had given up on her!
“I asked you, how did you hurt your leg?” Thomas suddenly changed the subject.
Elva’s mind shifted, and she repeated what she had said to Felicia: “It was done by the Johnson
family…”
The purpose of the half-spoken words was also to shift the me onto the Johnson family.
Elva yed the abacus skillfully, but Thomas saw through it.
Thomas snorted coldly.
“Are you trying to say that the Johnson family broke your leg?” Thoma s’s voice was extremely cold.
“Elva, you’re full of lies!”
“I asked Emily, you didn’t even have the qualifications to enter that day, how did the Johnson family
break your leg?”
Upon hearing this, Elva panicked immediately, “Daddy, it was very dark that night, I didn’t see the
person clearly. You know, there are only a few people I have offended. Besides them… who else would
dare to harm your daughter?”
Thomas warned in a low voice, “I don’t think you need to go to the old house anymore, you should let
your biological parents take you away.”
“My biological parents…” Elva blurted out in panic, “My biological parents have long been dead, you
are my real father…”
“Shut up!” Thomas interrupted her angrily, “All you do is lie, do you really think I’m a fool that can be
easily fooled? Didn’t you want a better prosthetic? Go to your uncle and aunt, oh, no, your biological
parents, let them change it for you. My responsibility as your foster father ends here, you’re on your
own!”
Thomas hung up the phone with a sneer.
Upon hearing the “beep beep” sound from the phone, Elva’s face turned pale and then flushed.
Thomas found out!
She knew that those two people were not her uncle and aunt, but her parents.
It’s over, she’s really done for!
The veil of modesty was torn away, and Elva felt as if she had fallen into an ice cer.
Thomas was very angry.
When Emily revealed the truth, he was skeptical. Only after investigating did he find out that Elva had
been in contact with her family all along, depositing arge sum of money into their ount every
month.
After all these years, what kind of ungrateful wretch, a vampire, had he been protecting!
Sure enough, adopted is just adopted, not as good as one’s own…
He suddenly thought of his only biological daughter.
At first, his rtionship with Seraphina wasn’t at rock bottom, how did it end up like this?
It seemed to have started from that fortune teller.
He had a sudden inspiration and made a phone call to his assistant: “Help me look into the fortune
teller’s background fromst time, be thorough, including who he has been in contact with, what he has
been doing these years, oh, and his ount statements, no matter how much it costs, we need to get
hold of them.”
After hanging up the phone, Thomas slumped into the chair, feeling as if all his strength had been
drained from his body. For a moment, he felt as if he had aged several years.
There was no one else around, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw his sons and Emily, all
happily together.
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He was despised by his entire family and had now be a lonely old
man.
Emily was right, he deserved it!
***
A car sped past on the small road in the suburb of Vencumfield.
udia sat in the car, her hand clutching her lower abdomen, her teeth gritted.
In the mobile phone, the call to Pedro was always busy.
Pedro and his group had gone missing…
“Don’t worry, Edmond is a lucky guy, he will be fine,” Horace reassured, gripping the steering wheel
and continuouslyforting.
udia nodded, but the tight grip of her fingers still betrayed her
nervousness.
She looked out the window, the sunlight was warm and dazzling.
Edmond, he really is still alive…
So good…
Tristen shook off the car that was tailing him and parked his car in front of a dpidated factory.
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“Drip, drip, drip,” the worn-out factory gate slowly opened, and five or six men in white coats walked out
from inside.
“Tristen, delivering again?”
The man leading was a chubby guy with small eyes. Only his whiteb coat was stained with blood and
heavily soiled. Although it was a loose garment, his big belly had stretched it out like a ball, which was
quiteical.
Without any hesitation, Tristen opened the back door of the car, nced at the unconscious Edmond,
and coldly turned his face away: “He’s healthy, there should be a lot you can use.”
The man with small eyes walked over, nced at Edmond, and slightly squinted his eyes.
This person seemed somewhat familiar.
“Tristen, you didn’t bring someone we can’t afford to offend, did you?”
Tristen’s eyes shed, “Once they’re in your workspace, they’re your patients. It’s hard to get supplies
now. If you’re going to be picky, then I’ll take them away.”
“No, no, no.” The man with small eyes smirked sinisterly, “I’ve said too
much. Come on, carry him in.”
The other men carried Edmond inside.
Seeing Edmond being carried in, Tristen suddenly said, “I’ll go with you, he’s my kin, I want to see him
off for thest time.”
“Deal.”
The so-called operating room was nothing more than a dpidated surgical table, with bottles of
disinfectant and other containers sc attered haphazardly. The sanitary conditions were worrisome.
“We’re going to wash our hands first, Tristen, can you watch over for us? We’ll be back in a bit.”
Tristen nodded.
In the workspace, only the two of them remained. Tristen’s gaze was distant as he looked at his own
brother lying on the hospital bed.
“Sorry, little brother, since everyone else thinks you’re dead, might as well be thoroughly dead.”
“But this time was better than the time of the explosion. This time, although you would die, you would
actually still be alive, living in someone else’s body, continuing your life in another way. This was the
last thing I could do for you.”
After Tristen finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
He widened his eyes, meeting a pair of icy, indifferent starry pupils.
At some point, Edmond woke up.
Something was injected into his neck, and soon, Tristen lost all his strength.
“You..when did you…” Tristen never expected that the man in front of him would recover so quickly.
“When I entered that hotel,” Edmond responded nonchntly.
As his words fell, his hand loosened, and the syringe dropped.
Tristen was terrified.
This man, surprisingly, came prepared from the very beginning.
“Edmond, you, why…”
“Because you were no longer my brother.”
If not a brother, then an enemy.
When dealing with enemies, he never showed mercy.
He quickly relocked the door, took off Tristen’s coat, andid him down on the bed.
The knock on the door sounded, Edmond opened it, and the small- eyed man walked in.
Seeing the person lying on the bed, the man with small eyes began tough, “This speed, tsk tsk.”
Edmond stood behind the door, hidden in the shadows.
The man with small eyes didn’t realize that the person in the bed had already been reced.