Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 815

Chapter 815 

The first thing Dillon did after he went home was go to Mr. Jones. 

“Dad, if I remember correctly, you know a famous foreign plastic surgeon. Can you introduce him to me?”. When Mr. Jones heard what Dillon said, his face instantly darkened. 

“Dillon , you didn‘t listen to a thing I said to you, did you?”

Dillon pursed his lips. “Dad, Addy is my daughter. I owed it to her for the twenty–three years I missed. Now, she‘s finally acknowledged me as her father, so I can‘t ignore her.”

“She‘s an illegitimate daughter. If you take her back, it‘ll make everyone in Sea City laugh at the Jones family!” Mr. Jones said angrily. “If she‘s still Mdm. Winters, it‘s fine for us to take her back. But the divorce situation between her and Duke was such a big fuss some time ago. They might divorce at any time. Taking her back won‘t do the Jones family any good.”

“I just want to make it up to her. I don‘t want any benefits! Even if my daughter is a beggar on the street, I‘ll still take her back.” Dillon clenched his fists. “It doesn‘t matter if you support me or oppose me, the reunion banquet will still be held in three days.”

“Uncle Dillon, Grandpa is actually thinking for your own good,” Jasmine said as she pretended to be obedient.

“ You should also think about why Adina didn‘t rush back to the Jones family previously. She just got married to Duke at that time, so she looked down on us. Now that she‘s falling out with the Winters family, she‘s in a rush to find new support. Hence, she‘s willing to acknowledge you as her father. Uncle Dillon, you better not let Adina fool you.”

Dillon looked at Jasmine with disappointment. He never had a daughter in the past, so he had projected all his fatherly love on his niece.

He would buy Jasmine all the good things.

Yet, Jasmine was slandering his biological daughter now. He felt really disheartened.

“Addy is my daughter. Whether you accept her or not, it has nothing to do with me,” Dillon firmly said before he turned around and left.

He had come to ask about the plastic surgeon, but his breathing had become uneven due to anger.