The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 

The wooden door behind Ethan, whose real name was than fiant, creaked open. A tall, thin y 

young man walked in 

and a car 

“Dad, I contacted Grace through a friend in Seaview! Let’s go look for her now!” Eric Grant spoke while chewing gum, his demeanor completely nonchalant 

“They said she bought a house and a car there, Who does that? Buying a line and a car for herself but not for her brother! How can a woman buy a and still expect to get married? What man would want to marry a woman like that?” 

He cambled on, but when he noticed Ethan staying still, he called out, “Dad…” 

Since Erle entered, Ethan had been scrutinizing him, examining every little detail. Not a single feature resembled him Ede’s eyes, nose, and even his long, thin face pochdn’t look like his at all. 

When Madison mentioned that Eric wasn’t his son, he refused to believe it. But now, with the evidence night before him, he couldn’t deny it any longer. 

“You bastard!” Ethan suddenly erupted, charging at Eric and raising his foot in kick him. 

Eric dodged to the side. “Dad, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me? 

“Don’t call me that! You’re a bastard! Your mother, that bitch, actually made me raise someone else’s son I’ll kill you.” 

Ethan was tall and strong, but at his age and after years of physical labor, he wasn’t a match for Eric. After taking a few hits, Eric gor angry and pushed Ethan aside, even swinging his fist to hit back 

Painful cles filled the coom. 

“You old fool, what are you going crazy for? How dare you hit me! 

Ethan fell to the ground, groaning and struggling. He grabbed a chair from the side and swung it while Eric picked up a broom nearby, and they started to fight back 

The room descended into chaps with load crashes. 

mour side. 

Just as they were on the verge of tearing the house apart, the sound of police sitens came from out! 

Two police officers walked in. “We received a report that you were fighting! Come with us! 

Ethan and Eric were dumbfounded. 

“No, we weren’t fighting! I’m his father. I’m just teaching him a lesson!” 

“Yes, yes, Officers, we weren’t fighting.” 

No matter what they said, the police saw the overbamed tables, scattered chairs, and the blood on their bodies. 

“Come with us now!! 

The livestream cut off here. 

The viewers who witnessed this scene felt like they had been on a rollercoaster ride. 

“At fest, I felt sorry for him, but I didn’t expect him to favorsor over daughters, Even more surprising is the following twist–his son isn’t even his!” 

“This is kama. Doesn’t he want a son? Whether or not he’s his shouldn’t matter!” 

“Am I the only one who thinks they’re tenifying? They were fighting so fiercely!” 

“That young lady is amazing! She escaped a family that favors soms and even bought a house and a car in Seaview!” 

“I wonder if the young lady is watching the livestream. If she is, want to tell her to keep going and not let your familytrap you.” 

“Yes, yesdone should live for post in this life.” 

Inno time, the chat was filled with encouraging words for Grace Grant 

Madison glanced at a private message that popped up. She opened it and sair it was from 

“Thank you, Ms. Locke. I dalng well now and will continue living well.”