Chapter 349
When this news came out, it shocked the entire globe, not for anything else, but for the fact that the
eldest daughter of the Revelle family married into the Adrune core royal family and was thus a
princess.
Six years ago, rumors were flying around that the Revelle family's eldest daughter had given birth to a
son for the royal family, but she gave the child to her sister to raise in the end.
This decision generated a lot of public debate on a global scale at the time.
Everyone speculated as to whether the infant was the illegitimate child of Yvonne's husband, and
because she did not wish to keep him close by to usurp her son's position, she lied that the child was
hers before placing him in the care of her younger sister to keep him out of the royal power center.
To their surprise, the plot took a dramatic turn.
The so-called nephew that the Revelle family's second daughter had been raising for several years
turned out to be her own offspring.
Hence, everyone grew curious and began speculating who the biological father of her son was.
In just half a day, a reporter found out about Veronique's crush on Justin back then and spread the
information online, causing the netizens to go crazy.
This Justin is none other than the son-in-law-to-be of Jadeborough's Fletcher family, and the wedding
date has already been set. If he did have an illegitimate child with Ms. Veronique six years ago,
wouldn't that be a great insult to the Fletcher family? If the noblest daughter of the most prestigious
family in politics was betrayed by her fiancé before their wedding—even having an illegitimate child—
wouldn't she become the laughingstock of the entire upper-class society?
Meanwhile, in the living room at the Revelle residence, Bill was sitting on the couch, looking at the
middle-aged woman across from him with a complicated expression.
“I didn't expect you to visit me, Mrs. Fletcher. Please excuse me for the lack of hospitality.”
“Please don't say that, Mr. Revelle,” Tamara said with a smile. “I came here for a reason. I've
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtencountered some difficult matters and would like you to clear things up, Mr. Revelle.”
Bill's expression stiffened as he narrowed his eyes at her with an undecipherable look.
He had already anticipated what she was going to say.
After all, he was aware of the rumors flying around outside. What else besides her daughter's matter
could've prompted Justin's future mother-in-law to pay a visit at this time?
“I'm a straightforward individual who enjoys being honest. Speak your mind, Mrs. Fletcher. There's no
need to be polite to me.”
Tamara smiled and nodded. “Very well. I'll get straight to the point. Justin is engaged to my daughter,
but now there are rumors that your young grandson is Justin's illegitimate son. How do you plan to deal
with this matter, Mr. Revelle?”
Bill furrowed his brows.
Although she appeared to be inquiring, she was, in actuality, pressing him to state the outcome she
wanted to hear.
“If the rumors are true, I wonder if you'll get Ms. Fletcher to break off her engagement with Justin, Mrs.
Fletcher?”
“That's impossible.” Tamara said frankly, “Justin is the Fletcher family's chosen son-in-law, and this will
never change. However, we will never allow him to bring a bastard into our house.”
Never would Bill have expected that the elderly woman would be so adamant as to permit her daughter
to wed someone she already knew had a son.
Can I go ahead and say that my young grandson is Justin's child in such a situation? No, I can't!
He did not want his daughter and grandson to become the target of others' attacks.
“Rumors are just rumors. They can't be taken seriously. Mrs. Fletcher, please rest assured that I'll have
my youngest daughter return to Hallsbay as soon as possible and hold a press conference to clarify
this matter afterward. I won't create any trouble to your daughter and son-in-law's marriage.”
“Good.” Tamara smiled with satisfaction. “My son-in-law is a virtuous man and has never had any
interaction with other women, let alone raised an illegitimate child outside.”
Bill's expression stiffened os he norrowed his eyes ot her with on undecipheroble look.
He hod olreody onticipoted whot she wos going to soy.
After oll, he wos owore of the rumors flying oround outside. Whot else besides her doughter's motter
could've prompted Justin's future mother-in-low to poy o visit ot this time?
“I'm o stroightforword individuol who enjoys being honest. Speok your mind, Mrs. Fletcher. There's no
need to be polite to me.”
Tomoro smiled ond nodded. “Very well. I'll get stroight to the point. Justin is engoged to my doughter,
but now there ore rumors thot your young grondson is Justin's illegitimote son. How do you plon to deol
with this motter, Mr. Revelle?”
Bill furrowed his brows.
Although she oppeored to be inquiring, she wos, in octuolity, pressing him to stote the outcome she
wonted to heor.
“If the rumors ore true, I wonder if you'll get Ms. Fletcher to breok off her engogement with Justin, Mrs.
Fletcher?”
“Thot's impossible.” Tomoro soid fronkly, “Justin is the Fletcher fomily's chosen son-in-low, ond this will
never chonge. However, we will never ollow him to bring o bostord into our house.”
Never would Bill hove expected thot the elderly womon would be so odomont os to permit her doughter
to wed someone she olreody knew hod o son.
Con I go oheod ond soy thot my young grondson is Justin's child in such o situotion? No, I con't!
He did not wont his doughter ond grondson to become the torget of others' ottocks.
“Rumors ore just rumors. They con't be token seriously. Mrs. Fletcher, pleose rest ossured thot I'll hove
my youngest doughter return to Hollsboy os soon os possible ond hold o press conference to clorify
this motter ofterword. I won't creote ony trouble to your doughter ond son-in-low's morrioge.”
“Good.” Tomoro smiled with sotisfoction. “My son-in-low is o virtuous mon ond hos never hod ony
interoction with other women, let olone roised on illegitimote child outside.”
“Yes, of course.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, in a private mansion at Archulea, Veronique stood at the entrance to the garden, quietly
gazing at the small figure sprawled on the lawn.
She had already learned from Bailey that Zephyr had enlisted Zayron's help to hack into the system of
Hallsbay City Hall to register her marriage with Justin.
Naturally, those were not of significance. The most important thing was that Zephyr already knew his
identity.
Since they arrived in Archulea, he had not said a word to her. Apart from eating, sleeping, and
obediently complying with treatment, he spent much of his time alone on the lawn, staring blankly into
space.
He probably had not gotten used to the fact that his aunt was now his biological mother.
While Veronique was in a daze, a housekeeper came over and whispered in her ear, “Ms. Veronique,
that man came again. He didn't make his presence known and is just standing outside.”
She hummed softly. “Don't mind him.”
“Okay.”
She turned her attention back to the lawn once the housekeeper left, only to discover that Zephyr had
moved to a spot less than three meters away from her.
“Zephyr, I—”
He looked up at her. “You don't need to feel awkward. It's not that I despise the fact that you're my
mom. I just kept silent because I didn't know how to deal with it.”
Veronique's face showed a hint of happiness.
She quickly crouched down and drew him into a hug. “I'm sorry, Zephyr. It's all my fault. Despite
spending all of our time together, we couldn't acknowledge one another as mother and child because I
dared not face the truth.”
Zephyr met her gaze and, after remaining silent for a while, mumbled, “I want you two to live together.
Is that okay?”
Veronique was stunned.
She naturally understood who he meant by “you two.”
But can we live together? Just half an hour ago, Dad called me to return to Hallsbay to clarify the
rumors of an illegitimate child.