"Absolutely not!" Mrs. Vance immediately shook her head. "You just got back, you can’t leave again. I’m in no position to manage the corporation. Preston, please don’t act rashly."

Preston Vance said, "Then in the future, you’ll stay out of my affairs."

Mrs. Vance’s expression soured, but she still agreed. "Fine. I understand."

Ivy Vance ran back to her room in tears. She immediately started smashing things, and only then did the furious resentment in her heart subside a little.

She stared ahead, her eyes filled with hatred. "Chloe Reed, you bitch! You seduced Walker Grant and bewitched my brother. I’ll never let you get away with this!"

...

The next day, Daniel Hayes sent a message to Chloe Reed, informing her that the brakes on her car had been tampered with.

The brakes had failed.

If she had driven the car, its speed would have kept increasing until the brakes gave out, and she would have inevitably crashed.

Hearing this, Chloe Reed’s palms broke out in a cold sweat.

She clutched her phone, called Daniel Hayes, and asked, "Can you find out who did this?"

Daniel Hayes said, "I’m looking into it, but Miss Reed, you should be prepared for the worst. It’s highly likely that we won’t be able to trace them."

Chloe Reed closed her eyes. ’Who on earth has it in for me? Are they really that desperate to see me dead?’

Daniel Hayes was also puzzled, and his tone grew heavy. "Miss Reed, I think it’s best if I act as your personal bodyguard from now on. We can have the others keep watch from the shadows."

Chloe Reed sat on the sofa and covered her forehead with her hand. "Okay, fine."

’Right now, my safety is the most important thing.’

「The airport.」

The plane landed.

A tall, powerfully built man strode out, wearing sunglasses and a Bluetooth headset.

His secretary back home was briefing him on the company’s situation through the headset.

Dylan Finch approached, his expression grim. "Mr. Grant, your wife was almost in an accident yesterday."

Walker Grant’s expression darkened instantly. "What happened?"

Dylan Finch then told him what they had found in their investigation.

Walker Grant’s eyes narrowed dangerously. He then asked, "Are the paternity test results back?"

Dylan Finch said, "I’ll make a call and find out."

Shortly after they got in the car, he spoke again. "The results are in. I’ve sent them to your email."

Walker Grant opened his email and carefully read the paternity test report.

No biological relationship.

As those three words appeared before him, a flicker of confirmation appeared in his eyes. It was just as he’d suspected.

’It seems there really is something strange about her origins.’

Walker Grant said, "Find out which hospital Chloe Reed was born in, and who else gave birth there at the same time."

Dylan Finch: "Yes, sir."

The car fell silent.

The car drove on steadily. About five minutes later, Walker Grant suddenly asked, "What has she been up to these last few days?"

Upon hearing this, the corner of Dylan Finch’s mouth twitched.

’Weren’t you the one who said you didn’t want to hear anything about her?’

’So why are you asking about her now?’

’Talk about eating your words.’

"Never mind."

Before Dylan Finch could respond, Walker Grant spoke again. "On second thought, I don’t want to know anymore."

Dylan Finch: "..."

’You sure do change your mind quickly.’

...

Chloe Reed was called out to meet by Iris Yates.

The moment Iris Yates saw her, she threw her arms around her and started complaining, "Chloe, I’m seriously going to lose my mind. My mom is dead set on marrying me off. She’s acting so desperate, you’d think our family was about to go bankrupt tomorrow."

Chloe Reed quickly said, "Bite your tongue! How can you say that about your own family?"

Iris Yates pouted. "But I’m going on blind dates every single day! I have enough resentment right now to power three Dark Sword Mages!"