NOVPUBChapter 1282: 579 Reverse_3 Chapter 1282: 579 Reverse_3 Xenia Groove nestled in her blanket.
Hearing footsteps, she picked up a teacup next to her and hurled it away.
“I said, get out, all of you!”
“Xenia Groove, you really disappoint me.”
Xenia Groove swiftly sat up, frowned, and stared at the young lady who stood by her bedside, gazing down at her.
“You?
What do you want?
I don’t think we’re very familiar.”
The niece of the Benz, a member of the popular girl group ST, Stella White.
Stella White laughed and looked around the luxurious room.
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“Do you really think you could afford such a luxury ward with your mother’s wealth?”
Xenia Groove watched her warily.
“What are you trying to imply?”
Stella White looked at Xenia Groove, a touch of pity in her eyes.
“Xenia Groove, you’re really pitiful.
I even feel sympathy for you.”
A tragic life – from a wealthy heiress to a woman everyone denounced as a fake heiress, kicked out of a wealthy family, living with her needy biological mother, and shortly after, diagnosed with uremia.
However, this dramatic life was filled with twists and turns.
These words of pity and sympathy completely hit Xenia Groove’s nerve.
Xenia Groove collapsed and rushed to hit Stella White.
Stella White swiftly dodged.
“Hold on for a second, even though your life is pathetic, fate still treats you kindly.
Don’t you want to know who your biological father is?”
When Xenia Groove heard the term “biological father”, she was instantly dumbfounded.
Her reddened eyes stared at Stella White like a dying wolf looking at a tempting and juicy rabbit.
Stella White casually brushed the goosebumps on her arm and said faintly: “Speaking of it, you and Aubree, I don’t know if it’s fate or a natural enemy.
I feel like you can’t escape her shadow in this life.”
Stella White shook her head, a look of sympathy on her face.
Xenia Groove, who was initially in shock, suddenly found clarity, she asked urgently: “What do you mean?
Does my biological father have something to do with Aubree?”
“Not only does he have something to do with her, but they are also deeply connected.
After acknowledging your ancestry, you even have to address her as Auntie.”
Xenia Groove widened her eyes: “Could it be the Rintos?”
Stella White laughed and covered her mouth: “What’s so great about the Rintos?
They are just a bunch of bandits.”
Xenia Groove pondered for a while before her gaze landed on the TV broadcasting the economic news in the background – showing Digby Hart’s speech at yesterday’s cocktail party.
His gentlemanly and charming appearance, mature and steady demeanor made him the God of Wealth of Pethkids and the Dragon’s Son-in-law that every woman in Jimenez wanted to marry.
Neither appearance nor talent could compare to the allure of the filter of money.
Digby Hart was the billionaire standing at the peak of the pyramid.
“I didn’t notice before, but now that I take a good look, your eyebrows and eyes share similarities.
You are indeed father and daughter.”
A booming thunderclap exploded over Xenia Groove’s head.
She felt the world spinning around her.
Despair and joy came rushing towards her, almost engulfing her.
She clutched her head and screamed with all her might, “No…
this can’t be possible….”
Tears streamed down her face, there was no joy, only profound despair and bitterness.
Why, when her life was about to end, did fate play such an absurd joke on her?
Was this fate’s way of favoring her or tormenting her?
Xenia Groove clutched her hair desperately, her fragile strands slipping through her fingers to the floor, mirroring her brittle and hurting soul, lost and floundering.
A hand lightly patted her back, in a comforting manner.
“Don’t worry, I’ve asked the doctor.
As long as you get a kidney transplant, there’s a high chance you can keep on living.
Now that you have found your birth father, the chances of a successful compatibility match have greatly increased…”
Xenia Groove suddenly looked up, sparkles playing in her dull eyes, resembling dancing stars.
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“Sir, I think we should first get a paternity test.
Let’s wait for the results before we decide,” Lorcan Hart suggested.
It’s not that he didn’t trust Ms.
Aubree, but this woman named Verine Hayes was really hard to believe to be the first lady…
Digby Hart paused for a moment: “No need, she’s my daughter.”
Mr.
Hart let out a cold hum when he saw Digby Hart return.
“So, you remembered to come back.”
“Ted Hart,” Nana Breezent came out with a grin, “Are you surprised to see me?”
Digby Hart furrowed his brows: “Why are you here?”
“I came to visit Uncle Hart and also to see you.” Nana replied with a distressed expression: “Ted, you’ve lost weight.”
Digby Hart let out an imperceptible sigh: “I’m going into my study to deal with some matters.”
He headed upstairs after this sentence.
Mr.
Hart patted Nana Breezent’s hand and spoke softly: “Don’t mind him, he’s always stubborn.
This time you can rest assured, I will stand by your side.
You can stay as long as you want.”
“Thank you, Uncle Hart.” Nana glanced upstairs, her eyes filled with determined confidence.
