The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 908

**TITLE: She Took 908**
**Chapter 908: Murder by Words**

Finished

Dan leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, his brow furrowed in thought. “In that case, I’m completely out of ideas. Let’s be honest here; you were the one who went on the hunt for the matriarch.”

Dale’s silence spoke volumes. His expression darkened, shadows flickering across his face at the mere mention of hunting her down.

“I was trying to reclaim what’s rightfully mine!” he snapped, his voice rising.

The items in question were not just any belongings; they were integral to the Ashen Pact, the very legacy of the Morris family.

Diana had been merciless in her departure, taking with her something that held immense significance. How could she just leave like that?

Dan’s gaze sharpened. “But let’s not kid ourselves here. You genuinely wanted the matriarch dead.”

Dale fell silent again, the weight of Dan’s accusation hanging thick in the air.

“Why else would she have been missing for so long? Do you really believe it has nothing to do with you? Her status is a mystery—whether she’s dead or alive. In Tessa’s eyes, you are the murderer.”

Neither Dan nor Dale knew that Tessa had already received a reassuring call from Diana, confirming her safety. As far as Dan was concerned, Tessa’s blame was firmly placed on Dale for her mother’s disappearance.

Dale felt his heart race, panic creeping in. This was a conversation he desperately wanted to avoid, yet Dan had forced his hand. In Tessa’s mind, wasn’t he the one responsible for her mother’s uncertain fate?

“But right now, the only way to indirectly halt Victor’s impending attack on Ashen Pact is for Tessa to return to Black Mountain.”

Dan shrugged, a hint of skepticism in his voice. “Well, that depends on your own capabilities.”

He believed there was no way Tessa would return so easily.

In Tessa’s heart, Black Mountain felt foreign, not like home. And she had the audacity to claim she wasn’t even his daughter! This entire situation had turned Dale into a laughingstock.

Despite Dale’s pleas, Dan remained resolute, refusing to get entangled in any of this.

He had little regard for the current plight of Ashen Pact.

Dale felt a deep sense of despair that his only biological child seemed utterly helpless, yet he found himself powerless to change that.

Ultimately, he resolved to seek out Tessa on his own.

As fate would have it, Victor had just stepped out when Dale arrived.

The moment Dale entered, he found Tessa still lost in sleep, only to be roused by Lewis, who was shaking her gently.

Tessa’s eyes fluttered open, heavy with sleep. “What do you want?” she mumbled, her tone laced with irritation.

No one enjoys being jolted from a deep slumber, and Tessa was no exception.

Lewis grinned mischievously. “The one who can’t have kids is here!”

Tessa blinked, still dazed. “Who?”

Lewis chuckled, “The one with no kids—Dale.”

Tessa frowned, her mind still clouded.

“Wait, didn’t we already confirm that Dan is his?” she replied, her thoughts still muddled.

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