The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 909

**TITLE: She Took 909**

**Chapter 909 Do You Remember**

“Why don’t you and I do a paternity test?” Tessa’s voice rang out, cutting through the air like a knife.

Victor had just stepped into the room, timing his arrival perfectly to catch the weight of her words.

Dale’s face visibly tightened, the muscles in his jaw clenching as if he had just bitten into something bitter.

In the span of only two days, he had clearly developed a psychological aversion to the very notion of paternity tests. The idea gnawed at him, a persistent reminder of uncertainties he wished to escape.

But Tessa…

“If the results confirm you are indeed my daughter, would you consider returning to Black Mountain with me?” Dale’s voice was steady, yet there was a hint of desperation lurking beneath the surface.

Tessa’s response was immediate and emphatic: “No way!”

Was he joking?

Black Mountain? Just the name conjured images of a foreboding, shadowy fortress. How could anyone thrive in a place that felt so stifling?

She had no intention of living in a place that reeked of despair!

“Tessa,” Dale’s voice was softer now, as if trying to coax her into a different perspective.

“Look, I’m really not your daughter. Fine, just do the test.” The annoyance in her tone was palpable; she was fed up with the incessant pressure.

In a moment of defiance, she tugged a couple of strands of hair from her head and thrust them toward Dale. “Here. Go get it done.”

Dale’s breath caught in his throat as he stared at the hair she had offered him, his voice thick with emotion: “You… don’t like me?”

Tessa fell silent, her expression a mix of irritation and disbelief.

Dale pressed on, his voice tinged with a vulnerability that surprised even him: “You don’t want me to be your father, either?”

The incredulity in Tessa’s reply was unmistakable. “How crazy would I have to be to wish you were my father?”

The way this man spoke!

Especially that last question. The gravity in his tone made it sound as if it were a crime for her to reject him.

Did he truly expect her to embrace him as a father, without acknowledging the chaos he had brought into her life?

Any rational person would recoil from a father like him, wouldn’t they?

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**Chapter 909 Do You Remember**

Dale’s anger flared, his chest tightening as he processed her words.

This child… how could she speak to him in such a manner?

“Alright, alright, just hurry up and do the paternity test. We can talk after the results are out,” Tessa conceded, her frustration palpable.

Even without the results in hand, he was already adopting that condescending, almost preachy tone.

She had truly reached her limit.

Tessa didn’t just harbor indifference toward Dale; she genuinely disliked him.

Dale opened his mouth, ready to say more, but the sight of Victor’s return silenced him.

The moment their eyes met, Dale felt a chill run down his spine, as if Victor’s gaze was a blade cutting through the air. The sharpness in Victor’s eyes sent a shiver through him, making him feel as though he were being pricked by a thousand needles.

Taking a steadying breath, Dale glanced at Tessa, but he chose to say nothing further.

He accepted the strands of hair from her, stood up, and walked away.

As Tessa had pointed out, they would have to wait for the results before they could discuss anything further.

The results…

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