âAnna is your daughter, so you canât ignore her, but am I not your daughter? Whenever you see her hurting me and your little grandson, donât you feel bad? For so many years, every time there is a conflict between me and Anna, you always favor her without any hesitation-why?â
Henry was stunned for a moment and looked at Olivia blankly. His lips moved, but he hesitated to speak. âM-Maybe sheâs better at coaxing people!â he replied vaguely.
Olivia smiled even deeper, but only Eugene knew that she was very disappointed because he also felt the same feeling before.
She didnât want to be seen through, so she tried her best to feign calmness and carelessness.
This was what it looked like when one was trying too hard to pretend. He reached out and wrapped his arm around her shoulder as a sign of comfort.
However, his eyes that looked at Henry were cold. âAnna is in my hands. Itâs useless for you to beg her because I wonât let her go. We still have something to do, so please excuse us!â
After saying that, he stood up and guided Olivia to leave. Henry called out again in distress, âWait, President Nolan. I have something to say!â
Eugene paused. His face was already a little impatient, but it was still Oliviaâs father in the end, so he threw his response, âSay it.â Henry took a deep breath and said, âOlivia, I know Anna has done a lot of wrong things-â
Before he could finish his words, Eugene had already interrupted him. âIf you want to say this, then just save your breath. She has hurt the most important person to me. Do you think I can let her go?â
A troubled Henry commented, âNo, no. Olivia, didnât you just ask why I am always biased to Anna?â When she heard this, Olivia slowly turned to look at him. Her eyes were calm without any vitality.
Henry knew it was disappointment and he subconsciously avoided her gaze. He lowered his head and whispered, âI promised your mother that I would never let you know about this matter. Although I donât think I feel any difference between you and Anna, what you said just now really woke me up. Iâve also reflected on it. I am somewhat biased and it may be my subconscious behavior that I will subconsciously care more about my own child.â
Eugeneâs heart sank suddenly when he heard this and he looked at Olivia uneasily. Olivia frowned fiercely, but her heart had inexplicably jumped to her throat. She looked at Henry and asked coldly, âWhat do you mean?â
The air seemed to freeze and even Amy looked at Henry with a confused expression. He took a deep breath and replied resignedly, âOlivia, you are not my biological daughter!â As soon as he said this, everyone in the room was shocked. She isnât his biological daughter?
How is this possible? Olivia was stunned for a while and immediately said, âYou are talking nonsense. Why am I not your daughter? I grew up in that house after my mother died... No, no. You didnât treat me well after Amy Davis and Anna joined our family. You used to love me very much. You couldnât have made up such a lie to save Anna, right?â
Eugene was distressed as he hugged her and comforted her softly, âCalm down. Sit down first and listen to your father explain it slowly.â As he said that, he looked at Henry with cold eyes. âMr. Maxwell, I hope youâll tell the truth and not use any means to hurt Olivia in order to save Anna, or I promise you that I will take. revenge on Anna tenfold!â
Henry closed his eyes slightly and his voice became hoarse. He stretched out with a trembling hand and took out a small yellow cloth bag in his pocket and handed it over. âThis is the necklace that was on you at that time.â