Chapter 730 rice Fooled Brandon
rice did not speak but nced at Mrs. Madden.
It was obvious that she wanted Mrs. Madden to go out and talk to Brandon alone.
After understanding rice''s meaning, Mrs. Madden''s face turned pale. She felt more miserable
inside, but still, she forced a smile, "rice, I''m your mom. Can''t I listen to your conversation with
your dad?"
rice looked away and avoided Mrs. Madden’s gaze.
rice''s behavior was like a knife stabbing in Mrs. Madden''s heart. It hurt so much that she couldn''t
breathe.
‘rice doesn''t want to talk to me, to look at me, or to let me hear their conversation.''
‘She...''
Mrs. Madden covered her face and began to sob.
Seeing this, Brandon, who had been staying out of the situation, frowned. He was not happy with
rice.
He understood that what his wife had said earlier had broken rice’s heart, so he did not intervene
when rice threw a tantrum with her mom. But now, he felt that rice had gone too far.
Although Mrs. Madden''s words did hurt rice, she cared for rice even though she pretended
to.
Although Mrs. Madden could not get close to her daughter emotionally, she tried her best. Brandon
thought his wife had done enough for rice.
He thought it was justifiable for rice to be angry with her mom for a while, but she didn''t have to
behave that way all the time.
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As Brandon thought about this, his tone became stern, "Okay, rice, this is your mom. Even if she
did something wrong, you can''t keep resenting her. She''s been doing her best to take care of you
since you came home."
Sensing the annoyance in Brandon''s tone, rice lowered her head and kept silent, and her eyes
twinkled.
Brandon stopped talking to rice. He turned to Mrs. Madden, his face milder and his tone soft, "All
right. Give us a second. You both need to calm down. You should talk after you''ve calmed down."
Mrs. Madden looked at rice and then nodded, "Okay."
Then she turned and hesitantly walked toward the door.
Soon, only Brandon and rice were left in the room, and the door was closed.
Brandon rubbed his brows and said to rice, who hung her head down, "I know you''re still mad at
your mom for what she said earlier, and I know your mom was wrong, but you''ve only been back a
few months after you''ve been apart from us for over twenty years. Your mom hasn''t quite gotten
used to it yet, so she doesn''t feel close to you. But she loves you in her heart. You should
understand her. Go talk to your momter. Get things straight. How can you keep distancing
yourself from your mom?"
"Okay, Dad." rice bit her lower lip and grunted.
rice had intended to stay distant from Mrs. Madden for a few days, so Mrs. Madden would be
more concerned about her.
However, Brandon was unhappy with rice due to her temper tantrums with her mom. rice
then realized that although she was their daughter, her mom was more important to Brandon.
Between rice and Mrs. Madden, Brandon would definitely take his wife''s side. If rice
continued to detach herself from Mrs. Madden, Brandon would be angry with her. That was not
good for her.
Hearing rice''s answer, Brandon nodded and showed a satisfied smile on his haggard face.
"That''s right! All right! What do you want to talk to me about?"
rice clenched her palms and said hesitantly, "Dad, do you suspect Sydney is your daughter, so
you had someone look into her background?"
Brandon''s face turned grim. He stared at rice with hawk-like eyes and asked, "How do you know
I had Sydney investigated?"
rice was frank, "Mr. Flint told me. He''s gotten back together to Sydney. He is following everything
about Sydney, so he knows you are investigating Sydney. He guessed you investigated Sydney
because you suspected she was your daughter, so he called me. He asked me to tell you to stop
investigating Sydney and that there was no way Sydney was your daughter."
"Huh... That''s none of his business." Brandon sneered.
rice rolled her eyes and then stomped her foot. Her eyes welled up with tears, and her voice
choked, "Dad, I don''t understand why you would suspect Sydney is your daughter. I am your
daughter! We took a paternity test! Why do you think Sydney is your daughter? You don''t believe in
the paternity test? You don''t believe I''m your daughter? You want your daughter to be someone
else?"
At herint, Brandon panicked. He waved his hands, "rice... I... I became suspicious
because I saw that the date Sydney was adopted was close to the date you were taken away from
us. I..."
"So what? Is it more convincing than the paternity test? You''ve seen the paternity test results. I am
rice, but you suspect Sydney is your daughter and have it investigated because of a date. Do
you have any idea how terrible I feel?" rice interrupted him and burst into tears.
Brandon felt guilty. He let out a cough and hurriedly apologized, "I''m sorry, rice. I''ve been out of
my mind. I''m not going to investigate Sydney again."
"You promise?" rice looked at him with teary eyes.
Brandon immediately nodded, "I promise."
rice sniffled, "Okay. I believe you. But you must tell your men to stop the investigation. If others
learn about it, they''ll be sure to make up stories."
"OK, I''ll make a call and tell them to stop the investigation right away." Brandon then picked up his
phone.
A glimmer shed across rice''s eyes. "Okay. I''m going out. I''ll go talk to Mom."
"Okay." Brandon waved his hand.
rice wiped the corners of her eyes. She curled the corners of her mouth the moment she turned
around. The sullen expression on her face was gone. She was relieved.
Brandon''s suspicions about Sydney''s identity were gone, and he wouldn''t be investigating any
further, so rice could continue to pretend to be the Maddens’ daughter.
rice''s eyes lit up. She took out her phone and sent a message to Julien.
After sending the message, rice grabbed the door handle and opened the door.
On the other hand, Julien had just finished smoking a cigarette when his phone buzzed in his
pocket.
He flicked the ashes, extinguished the cigarette, and took the phone out.
Seeing rice''s message, he eased up.
Then he deleted the message, put the phone in his pocket, and turned back to Sydney''s office.
Sydney had already finished talking to Hunter. She was sitting on the couch making coffee. At the
sound of footsteps, she looked up and gave a bright smile, "You have finished?"