The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 876

Chapter 876: That’s Brutal

The room was quiet as Victor recounted the details. “After the test was completed, Manny, Dale, and Dan each assigned five of their most trusted men to guard it,” he explained carefully.

With a total of fifteen men standing watch, the results were under such strict surveillance that no one could have tampered with them—not even a whisper of interference was possible.

Tessa sat back, absorbing the weight of that information. That’s harsh, she thought silently. The level of security made any meddling seem utterly impossible.

Victor went on, “Interestingly, the idea to have so many guards actually came from Dan himself, which suggests he must be Dale’s son.”

Tessa’s eyes lit up with a sudden realization. “Wait—could the doctor who conducted the test actually be his father?”

Victor froze for a moment, caught off guard by her suggestion.

She looked at him expectantly, a flicker of hope shining in her gaze.

Victor chuckled softly. “You’re the only person who would think of something like that.”

Still, if anyone had managed to manipulate the results, that explanation might be the only plausible one—if the doctor was indeed Dan’s father. Otherwise, who else could have interfered with such tight oversight?

“I just have this feeling that Dale doesn’t have any children,” Tessa muttered under her breath.

Victor raised an eyebrow, curious. “What makes you say that?”

“It’s just… a gut feeling,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Victor fell silent, sensing there was more beneath her words.

Tessa continued quietly, “I don’t know why, but the first time I saw Dale, something about him told me he was the kind of man who wouldn’t have kids.”

Victor studied her for a moment, intrigued by her intuition.

“So, what’s your plan for the Ashen Pact now?” he asked, shifting the conversation.

The Ashen Pact was already in chaos, and with the paternity test results now confirming that Dale had only one son—Dan—it was clear that Dan would be the one to inherit everything.

He was the sole heir.

When Tessa had spoken with Stella earlier, she’d gotten the impression that Dan was not someone to underestimate.

As for how Marie had managed to break him so thoroughly—there was no need to dwell on those painful details.

“Just… be careful around Dan,” Tessa said softly, her voice tinged with concern.

Victor raised a brow, a hint of amusement in his tone. “Worried about me?”

Before she could respond, Victor swept her into his arms, settling her comfortably on his lap.

Tessa took a bite of the honeydew melon she had been holding, the juicy sound making Victor’s body tense with anticipation.

He glanced down at her with a playful smirk. “You and your fruit. I swear, you’ve been nibbling all day.”

“This melon’s amazing,” she said, chewing with evident enjoyment.

She peeled off a strip of rind and tossed it into the trash before taking another generous bite of the sweet, exposed flesh.

Her enjoyment of the simple act of eating was so captivating that it could make even the most disciplined monk crave a midnight snack.

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