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Chapter 382 The Abandoned Daughter

“I certainly hope you’re hearing yourself,” Madeline pointed out gravely. Although she wasn’t the least

bit surprised by Alexander’s decision, she still wanted to give him one last chance to change his mind

about this. “Oh, believe me, I hear myself crystal-clear.” Alexander gazed at her steadily. “We won’t be

seeing each other as much as we used to from now on, Mom, so take care. Same goes for you, Dad.”

After having said that, he spun and assessed the rest of his relatives condescendingly before he

drawled with a sadistic gleam in his eyes, “You know, I wonder how the company might fare in the

stock market tomorrow once word of my leaving the Griffiths gets out. I guess we’ll have to wait and

see, won’t we?” His sardonic words lingered heavily in the air, and he deliberately took in the interior of

the house one last time before he leaned into Elise to whisper, “Come on, I’ll take you home.” She

glanced around the room and when her gaze swept over the relatives Alexander was leaving behind,

she looked almost as if she was sorry for them. At that moment, she parted her lips and addressed

them for the first time today, “Soon you’ll find out that you’ve lost two valuable blue chips today.”

Under the baleful scrutiny of the crowd, Elise and Alexander held hands and headed for the door.

“Alexander!” Now that he had finally lost patience with his family, Danny jogged up to the couple and

cried out, “I’ll come with you!” He already had enough of the twisted schemes of the Griffiths. However,

Alexander clapped a hand on the younger boy’s shoulder and said somberly, “Stay here and take care

of Mom and Dad for me.”

“But I—” Danny began to protest, hoping he could convince Alexander, but upon seeing the steely look

on Alexander’s face, he sighed in defeat. “Fine.” With one last look at Adam, Alexander walked out the

door and never turned back. After Elise and Alexander left, the rest of the Griffiths were plunged into

chaos, one that seemed more colossal than they could have ever imagined. Now that Alexander wasn’t

around to strategize the company’s profits, the Griffith Group was nothing more than an empty shell.

As soon as news of his departure broke, the family would inevitably witness a bloodbath on the stock

exchange. While the majority of the family scrambled to think of feasible solutions, there were a few

who deeply regretted attending the so-called intervention today. A small number of relatives decided to

adopt a smarter approach by calling up their stock agents, thereafter selling their shares in Griffith

Group to the Olson Family Clan. However, while they were racing to clean the mess they had created,

none of them realized that this was all but Alexander’s smokescreen.

Meanwhile, over at the Sinclair Residence, Jeanie finally summoned the courage to knock on Robin’s

bedroom door. “Come in,” Robin said, thinking that Elise had returned. He slowly sat up in bed and

leaned against the headboard before he waited for someone to enter. “Old Master Sinclair,” Jeanie

greeted courteously from where she stood at the doorway. “Mrs. Anderson? Is there something I can

help you with?” he asked. Her hands were clasped tightly as she tugged anxiously on her fingers. She

tried to find the right words, but after a while, she blurted out, “I was wondering whether you could lend

me some cash, maybe just a few thousand.”

“Oh.” He nodded. He didn’t think anything strange of her request and rather considered it as a matter of

fact as he said, “Well, of course you’re going to need some money for convenience, what with you

being alone and all.” “No, no.” Jeanie vehemently waved her hand. “The money isn’t for my personal

use. I… I need it for a lab test!” She couldn’t bring herself to lie to Robin, not after all the kindness the

Sinclairs had shown her. “Oh?

What lab test might that be?” Robin asked almost instinctively, but as soon as he did, he winced at the

bluntness of the question. He quickly added, “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’ll hand you

my card in a bit and you can withdraw the amount as you like.” “No, no, it’s nothing secretive.” Not

wanting this conversation to drag on any longer, she took a deep breath and explained solemnly, “I

need the money to run a DNA test to see whether Elise and I are related.” “Are you saying Elise is your

child?” he asked in shock. “I’m not sure yet.”

Jeanie was trying hard to suppress the excitement growing in her, but she couldn’t hide her smile as

she continued, “I have a really strong feeling that she is my daughter, though. I can’t shake the idea

that I might be right. I guess you could call this a mother’s sixth sense.” When Robin heard this, he

nodded slowly before he heaved a sigh and pointed out, “You know, Elise has always had it rough.

When we found her, she didn’t look like she was lost, but rather abandoned…” Jeanie froze at this.

Old Master Sinclair is testing me. He’s saying that he thinks Elise has been abandoned by us when she

was a child, and at the same time, he’s tacitly telling me to give up on reuniting with her after what I’ve

put her through. “I swear to heaven and earth!” Her fingers intertwined and her knuckles turned white

as she continued, “I’ve never stopped looking for Yoyo, nor have I ever thought about giving up on her,

but I was… I was…” I was too useless. Before she could finish her sentence, she broke down in tears.

With a cracking voice, she went on to say, “No mother would dream of abandoning her own daughter. I

didn’t even get to tell her how much I loved her.

Yet, from the very moment I saw her the other day, I knew that she was my Yoyo! You know, she might

have let me stay out of generosity, but in truth, I intentionally stayed so I could get close to her. I must

have subconsciously treated Elise as my own daughter, and when I heard you all mention that she was

adopted, I instantly knew that she is my daughter. I can’t be wrong about this!” He was moved by her

words and sentiments, but he had raised Elise like his own for well over a decade and he couldn’t bring

himself to let her go.

As such, he remained silent in protest. As if sensing his objections, Jeanie rushed to explain, “Don’t

worry, Old Master Sinclair. The test will only be a confirmation for me; I won’t try to bring Elise home to

the Anderson Family. Knowing how heartless they are, I’d be worried for Elise’s safety too. She’s my

flesh and blood, so I won’t try to take away the happiness she has now. Please believe me!” There was

hardly a greater form of persuasion than the tears of plea a mother shed for her child. Robin was quiet

in thought for a long moment and at last, he glanced over at the only dresser in the room and said flatly,

“Open the first drawer on the left and pick any card you want.

The pin is XXX…” “Thank you! Thank you so much!” Jeanie gave the old man a ninety degree bow.

After that, she was so grateful and overwhelmed after obtaining the bank card that she had completely

forgotten Elise’s stern reminder as she left the house. She was oblivious to the fact that there had been

a figure hovering nearby the Sinclair Residence and spying on her every movement. At the sight of

Jeanie’s departure through the front door, the spy swiftly made a call.

“Madam has left the house.” On the other end of the phone, Faye narrowed her eyes and instructed

coldly, “Follow her and make sure you stay hidden.” “Yes, ma’am.” After having heard this, she hung up

the call. She was presently standing by the French windows in her office and gazing out at the

cityscape that was decorated with skyscrapers. As she stared through the glass, her mind began to

wander.

I’ve called that woman my mother all these years, but even now, there is still an invisible barrier

between us. She’s only been gone from home a couple of days, but it seems as if she’s in better spirits

now, and it’s all because of that schoolgirl named Elise. Jealousy seized her as she tightly hugged

herself, her nails digging into the skin of her arms.

However, she loosened her grip as the barest hint of a smile brushed over her lips. Well, I suppose this

could work out for the better. I might even be able to find out which cards my mother and grandmother

have up their sleeves. As far as Faye was concerned, the Anderson Family was hers. No one and

nothing could stop her from getting what she deserved.