Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death-Chapter 101: Tiana Linden Is the True Heiress
Half an hour later, Daniel Linden and James Linden, father and son, met Aiden Grant again.
At this moment, Aiden Grant stepped into the Linden Family’s living room.
Looking at James Linden, who had lost his spirit on the sofa, he couldn’t feel any sympathy.
James Linden brought this on himself.
His own biological daughter doesn’t acknowledge him.
Who can he blame?
Serves him right!
But wasn’t he also deserving of this?
James Linden on the sofa stood up excitedly.
"Aiden, do you know where Tiana is? Take me to her. I want to see her."
Saying this, James Linden turned to instruct Daniel Linden beside him.
"Daniel, quickly go buy a bouquet of Tiana’s favorite roses."
"We’ll go see Tiana together."
He spoke firmly and powerfully.
As if all he had to do was meet Tiana.
And Tiana would surely forgive him.
This kind of James Linden made Aiden Grant feel saddened.
"Uncle Linden, do you think it’s so easy to see Tiana now?"
Hit by reality, the excitement disappeared from James Linden’s face.
A heavy sorrow pressed onto his brow.
"Did Tiana say she doesn’t want to see me?"
The response to James Linden was Aiden Grant’s heavy sigh.
Even he didn’t know how to reach Tiana.
Since the last time he visited Eastmere Kindergarten, Daisy and Laura changed schools.
He went to the education bureau to inquire.
The education bureau replied with two sentences:
President Grant, someone has specifically instructed us that if you come asking about Ginny Linden, we are to give no information.
Additionally, Ginny Linden’s mother asked us to relay to you: please stay away from her, she doesn’t want any further entanglement.
She has Leo Sutton by her side.
And Hector Chaucer, who has regained the position of Patriarch Chaucer.
Veridia is such a large city.
If Tiana wants to disappear in this city, with the help of these two prominent figures, it’s too easy.
Chest tightened by suffocating feelings, Aiden Grant didn’t respond, only asked:
"Uncle Linden, I just want to ask you, how will you deal with Vivian Linden and Sharon Sullivan, the mother and daughter?"
"And when will you clear Tiana’s name and identity as the Linden Family’s daughter, when will you restore Tiana’s innocence?"
"And the innocence of her mother, Wanda Townsend?"
This matter, James Linden had already planned.
He actually had arrangements.
Daniel Linden put down the soup James Linden didn’t touch, stood up, walked to Aiden Grant, and said:
"Rest assured, we will bring Tiana back to the Linden Family in glory."
Aiden Grant’s reminder suddenly made Daniel Linden realize.
That he had wrongly blamed his mother, Wanda Townsend.
She is his biological mother.
He actually believed slander, thinking his mother was having an affair outside.
Even supported Sharon Sullivan, brazenly marrying into the Linden Family.
The day Tiana, furious, stormed back to the Linden Family, he actually insulted his mother in front of Tiana.
How wrong he was.
Hearing this, Aiden Grant finally had a trace of comfort in his eyes:
"The commercial secrets theft case from back then should be thoroughly investigated again."
"We currently don’t have sufficient evidence to charge Vivian Linden, but can apply for a retrial."
Daniel Linden nodded, "Aiden, now I fully cooperate with you."
Thinking that he likely wronged his own biological sister.
Took a thief as a sister.
Daniel Linden regretted bitterly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Now he wants to see Tiana immediately.
But doesn’t even know where Tiana lives, or her phone number.
Today Vivian Linden’s issue came to a head.
Sharon Sullivan spattered blood on the spot.
He and James Linden had already made many calls to Leo Sutton.
He even went to the Sovereign, to the Sutton Family villa.
Begging for a chance to meet Tiana.
But the Sutton Family kicked him out.
Couldn’t even see Tiana’s face.
Regret cuts like a knife.
Each cut deadly.
Thinking of his poor sister.
That year, neither the Linden Family nor the entire upper class considered her as the Linden Family’s daughter anymore.
In the downfall, she was alienated by the Linden Family, subjected to the cold eyes and gossip of the circle.
Even sent to prison by her biological brother and father.
Daisy had a high fever in prison, burned until she had convulsions and fell into a coma, yet he did not immediately use connections to get her medical help.
Instead, he had the prison guards convey a message to her.
It was just a common cold, wouldn’t cause death.
He even said that a bastard child from an affair, if dead, so be it.
What he said was simply inhuman.
No, he simply wasn’t human...
Smack! Smack smack smack!
Daniel Linden suddenly slapped himself several times.
"I’m not human."
"I’m simply a beast."
Regretful James Linden also wanted to slap himself:
"Daniel, find a way to locate your sister, bring her and Daisy home."
"All these years, the mother and daughter have suffered so much outside."
Daniel Linden wiped his tears, said, "Dad, I will find a way to bring my sister and Daisy back, you must also take care of your health."
At the entrance.
Vivian Linden listened to the conversation of the three, her fingernails deeply pinching into her palm.
Now there’s no substantial evidence proving she’s not James Linden’s biological daughter.
But they are already thinking of reopening the case.
To accuse her.
To bring Tiana back to the Linden Family.
Fortunately, back then her mother had a contingency plan.
She composed herself, walked in gracefully.
On her face, hung that familiar, tearful look of grievance.
This tearful face used to, in a moment, tear apart James Linden’s heart.
He would be so heartbroken, wanting to pluck stars from the sky for Vivian Linden.
Now, James Linden has no trace of pity.
His complexion turned instantly dark.
"Vivian Linden, I will apply for a paternity test with the public security bureau."
"Even if you have the skill to reach the heavens, there’s no way you can tamper with biological samples."
"Waiting for solid evidence..."
Before James Linden finished speaking, Vivian Linden cut in resolutely amidst sobbing:
"Dad, I am your biological daughter, absolutely true."
"I agree to do a paternity test."
"If proven I’m not your biological daughter, my mom and I will pack up and leave immediately."
"Regarding the confidential theft case from six years ago, whether the paternity test for my sister and Daisy was tampered with, it wasn’t me who did it."
"I have nothing to fear."
Saying this, Vivian Linden swiftly pulled out her hair.
Presented with both hands.
"Mom had thirteen stitches at the hospital."
"She’s almost dying of crying."
"I’m afraid mom will take things hard, I must hurry back to care for her."
Before leaving, Vivian Linden deliberately wiped her burgeoning tears.
A look as if she had suffered a colossal grievance.
Every step she took looked on the verge of fainting.
After walking a few steps, she stopped, turned back wiping tears.
"Dad, mom asked me to convey a message to you."
"Anyway these years she followed you without any status or possessions, if you don’t want her anymore, just let her know, she will leave on her own."
She looked towards Aiden Grant with grievances.
Choking, continued, "Aiden, I know, you want to reunite with sister, but you don’t need to throw mud at me and my mom."
Saying this, she left painfully.
In the living room only Aiden Grant, Daniel Linden, and James Linden remained, along with the Linden Family’s servant.
In James Linden’s mind was Vivian Linden’s tearful, broken figure.
But upon second thought, if it was without guilt, why did she secretly change his paternity test cup?
He handed Vivian Linden’s pulled hair to Daniel Linden, "Go to the forensic department of the police bureau, do not leave, personally overseen."
After leaving the Linden Family, Vivian Linden contacted Sixth Young Master Chaucer.
The meeting place was the old spot—a deserted factory warehouse.
As promised, not Sixth Young Master Chaucer.
It was the one sitting on the chair, invisibly cooling the surrounding air, making her little heart leap into her throat—the Patriarch Chaucer—Hector Chaucer.
A chill ran straight from the spine to the top of her head.
