Chapter 752 - 749: The So-called Sucker

Chapter 752: Chapter 749: The So-called Sucker

Going by the expressions on Cedric Grant and Clara Grant’s faces, they had clearly heard her words. Jean Jarvis’s heart gave a violent lurch.

She looked at Cedric Grant, her eyes darting nervously. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out.

Clara Grant turned her head to look at Cedric Grant. From the expression on his face, she could see that he was first shocked, and then furious—absolutely furious!

She could understand. After all, she had witnessed firsthand how much he’d doted on Chloe Grant all these years.

But life could be so ironic. Just an hour ago, he had been telling her that Chloe Grant was also his biological daughter, her own sister, and he had been trying so hard to plead on Chloe Grant’s behalf.

Barely an hour later, he had suddenly learned that the younger daughter he had always cherished most was actually another man’s child!

It took Cedric Grant a long moment to come to his senses. ’What did Jean say? Chloe isn’t my biological daughter, but the biological daughter of that greasy, sleazy man in this very room?!’

’Hah. Jean Jarvis... she’s got some serious nerve!’

’It was bad enough her own daughter was a bastard, but she even dared to forge a paternity test to frame Clara as one!’

’And not only had I been foolishly deceived for so long, but I also neglected my own biological daughter to dote on that bastard!’

’Cedric Grant, oh, Cedric Grant, you’re so pathetic and detestable. Pathetic for a grown man to be wrapped around a woman’s finger like this. Detestable for divorcing your first wife, Skylar Hayes, and neglecting your own wife and child, all to willingly raise another man’s kid!’

’Now *this* is what you call raising someone else’s daughter for more than twenty years for nothing!’

Finally, he found his voice. He raised a trembling hand and pointed at Jean Jarvis, but clinging to one last sliver of hope, he asked, "Jean Jarvis, what you said just now... is it true?"

His sudden question didn’t get a response from Jean Jarvis, but it startled Adam Warren, who was standing there dumbfounded. He spun around abruptly to face Cedric Grant.

A flash of panic crossed his eyes. ’If Chloe is really my daughter, Cedric Grant will probably kill me!’

At this thought, Adam Warren instinctively took two steps back and denied it. "No, no, absolutely not. Jean Jarvis, she... she’s just spouting nonsense."

As he spoke, he glanced back at Jean Jarvis. "You... that was all just nonsense, right? She... how could she possibly be my daughter? Who’d believe that!"

Then he turned his head back again to look at Cedric Grant. "Mr. Grant, you don’t believe it either, do you?"

"You shut up!" Cedric Grant roared. "I want *her* to talk. I want her to tell me herself whether this is true! Just whose daughter is Chloe Grant!"

"Ce-Cedric, you... you listen to me, I..." Jean Jarvis was terrified. Her lips were trembling, and she wanted to explain, but she couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. So she simply closed her mouth and said no more.

"Fine, you won’t talk, is that it?" Cedric Grant nodded, a humorless smile playing on his lips from sheer rage. "Do you think I can’t find out just because you won’t talk? A paternity test... that was your idea in the first place."

Jean Jarvis staggered back a few steps, steadying herself only by grabbing onto a low cabinet behind her.

’It’s over. He’s already kicked me out of the Grant family. I thought that at least my daughter’s position as a Grant was secure, but I didn’t expect that after such a short time, this final dream would be shattered as well!’

Suddenly, her lowered gaze swept over the dagger lying by her feet!