If Sir Musgrave had the intention to acknowledge Nicole as his daughter, it was unlikely that he would give up on it.
Itâs best to leave this place; the sooner the better.
Ever since Daphne was sent away, Levant had been feeling quite disquieted.
Noticing that Levant was disturbed, his subordinate came forward and reminded him, âMr. Levant, judging from the way the duke paid attention to Ms. Lane, I think he is well aware that Ms. Lane is his biological daughter.â
âSo?â Levant mumbled.
âSo, when the duke passes his title to Ms. Lane and Evan Seet, youâre going to be left with nothing!â
âDo you think he would pass the title to me?â
Will he really forgo the father-and-son bond that we have shared all these years?
He was taken back to the estate when he was very young. The duchess had been telling him that he would inherit everything within his sight, and that he would be a duke in the future; the master of the estate.
This concept had been ingrained in his mind.
All these years, he had been working toward becoming a wise duke.
All of a sudden, he was told that somebody would replace him. Everything that he had been working for no longer belonged to him.
It was as if fate had played a cruel trick on him. I would not succumb to fate!
Even though weâre not related by blood, Iâve been calling him my father all these years. Does he have no regard for my feelings?
âMr. Levant, Iâm afraid I have to say that itâs wishful thinking on your part. Didnât you hear Sir Musgrave outside of his study the last time? Sir Musgrave is looking for his daughter so that he could compensate her by passing the title to her! Youâre not his biological son. Itâs impossible that he would pass it on to you.â
âI heard that Nicole is getting discharged soon. Weâll see how it goes then.â
If the duke is really asking Nicole and Evan to inherit the estate, and disregarding my feelings by doing so, then thereâs no need for me to consider the bond between us.
âMr. Levant, we have to plan for the worst.â
âDonât worry. I know what to do.â
His subordinate did not say anything further and retreated to one side.
At night.
Evan went back to the ward. âWeâre leaving tomorrow. Iâll accompany you back to the estate to bid farewell,â he said.
The two women who were scheming against her had received due retribution.
He had no other concern in bringing her back to the estate.
Nicole contemplated for a moment before nodding her head.
âGive a call to the duke. Weâre going to visit at night after all.â
âOkay.â
Evan dialed the dukeâs number and told him that he would bring Nicole to bid goodbye to him later.
Stephen was overjoyed to received Evanâs call. He hurried for the maids to start preparing Nicoleâs favorite foods.
âSir, are you aware of what Ms. Lane likes to eat?â
Stephen went silent. He had no idea what she liked to eat.
He failed as a father.
âForget it. She must have had her dinner by now. No need to prepare anything.â
âNoted, Sir.â
The maids retreated, leaving Stephen deep in his thoughts as he gazed at his watch.
Twenty seven minutes until I get to see Nicole.
He hoped that the twenty seven minutes would pass by faster.
âDo we need to bring anything to his place?â
âThereâs no need to bring anything. Seeing you is the best gift that he could ask for.â
Nicole felt like Evanâs words were quite bitter.
However, she was glad that she could bid goodbye to the duke before leaving. Hence, she did not wish to argue about this with him.
She put on her clothes and straightened herself out. Just when she was about to follow Evan to the estate, the bodyguard rushed inside her ward.
âMr. Seet, someone important is here.â
âWho? Iâm going out with Mrs. Seet. Iâll see the guest later.â
âYes, Mr. Seet.â John cast a glance at Nicole. âItâs Mrs. Seetâs acupuncture mentor, Wesley.â
Nicole was excited to hear that it was her mentor.