The Stolen Heiress: Claimed by her Father's Ruthless Enemy. novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: He killed your mother.

"She is nothing like her half-sister Claudia."

Alexander leaned back in his chair, listening to his assistant.

"She’s the daughter of George’s mistress. You know what that means. And worse she has some health issues too."

"How was she treated by her family?" He didn’t understand why he wanted to know. He just couldn’t get rid of the image of that burnt scar on her stomach. It reminded him of when the gang members would press and whip him with hot steel each time he refused to commit a crime. But hers was a different case. She was the daughter of a wealthy man, she had some privilege to that of normal people even though she wasn’t legitimate. Then why did she have such a scar on her stomach? Who had done that to her?

"Why are you asking this? Did you take pity on her?" Ethan asked curiously, staring intently, as if he was trying to read his mind.

"Pity? I don’t take pity on my enemy, Ethan."

Ethan shot him a conflicted gaze before he nodded in agreement. "I was able to track her best friend, I could run some interrogation on her."

"Schedule a meeting with her right now."

"Boss?"

"You heard me."

"You will do the interrogation yourself?"

"Yes."

Though Ethan was confused and somehow disappointed, he didn’t argue further.

"Seith is here to meet you," he informed after some hesitation.

Alexander’s brows furrowed as he gazed at Ethan. "Seith? Tell him I don’t want to meet him."

"But, he’s already here..." Ethan insisted. Alexander gritted his teeth. He didn’t like this. His step-brother never visited him unless he wanted to cause trouble. The last time he came, some furniture was broken in a fight with him. And today, it could be worse, because he wasn’t in his right state of mind at all.

"What brought you here?" Alexander asked as soon as Seith strode into his study.

"What? Didn’t you miss me at all?" Seith smirked, as he sat down at the desk. "I have been away for seven months and..."

"That didn’t answer my question," he cut Seith off.

Seith leaned forward.

"Father has handed over the company to me. He planned to dissolve your engagement to Claudia Steele as well."

Claudia Steele. Alexander wasn’t surprised that John Ford wanted to dissolve the engagement. He needed an heiress for his heir, anyway. The selfish bastard would do anything to acquire more wealth.

"Your father can do whatever he wants. It’s none of my business," he replied, not looking up from the papers.

"Never thought you would give up a billion-dollar heiress so easily. I thought revenge was your goal." Seith breathed, his shoulders dropping as he leaned back on the chair.

"I will get my revenge without marrying Claudia Steele." He finally met Seith’s gaze.

"How? You need the heiress to bring her father down."

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