Chapter 448: Deliberately Infuriating Fiona Vaughn
The guests present, no matter how unwilling they were, couldn’t change the decision of the current head of the Law Group.
In the end, these irrelevant people were individually escorted back to their cabins by the Law Group’s bodyguards.
As a result, only those closely related to the Law Family remained in the banquet hall, and not even Chloe Alden escaped the fate of being kicked out.
However, this matter concerned her uncle and her best friend. Eldest Miss Alden was really unwilling to leave without figuring out such a big piece of gossip, so she stayed by the door. Unfortunately, the soundproofing of the banquet hall was so good that she couldn’t hear a word.
...
Inside the banquet hall, Frank Law was in a distant standoff with a few people. Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law stood together, while Fiona Vaughn clung to Tyson Law, crying so hard she couldn’t catch her breath. She was both heartbroken and haggard, her face looking extremely pale.
"Tyson, I swear on my life, the child in my womb is really yours. If I speak a single lie, may I die a horrible death!"
Seeing her like this, Tyson Law felt terribly conflicted, yet bit by bit, he stubbornly loosened Fiona Vaughn’s grip on his arm.
"Fiona, you know full well, I care about more than just this..."
Fiona Vaughn felt as if thunderstruck. Her tears were almost dry from crying, and at this moment, bloodshot veins appeared in her eyes, looking pitiful.
"Tyson, so you really don’t trust me? In your eyes, am I really such a disgraceful person?"
...
Frank Law was already annoyed and his expression turned even worse when he heard Fiona Vaughn and Tyson Law’s exchange.
"Fiona, you have to answer me. Whose child is in your womb?"
Tyson Law, who already had little faith in Fiona Vaughn, nearly trembled uncontrollably at his father’s words.
"Father, was your earlier suggestion for Fiona to get a DNA test false?"
Tyson Law gave Fiona Vaughn a strained glance, and the agony in his heart seemed to explode a hundredfold.
He never knew that just a few words, a few photos, could rend a person’s heart to pieces!
...
Frank Law had no time for his foolish son; his gaze fixed solely on Fiona Vaughn.
"Good child, I know some things in the entertainment industry are true and false. I married Tyson’s mother, Mabel, and I’m somewhat familiar with it, but we can forget about other matters."
"Just answer me seriously: whose seed is in your belly right now?"
The wedding had essentially become a mere formality, as Fiona Vaughn and Tyson Law had already registered their marriage.
For Frank Law, preserving the Law family’s reputation and securing the family’s pure lineage was of utmost importance.
Dismissive action against Fiona Vaughn wasn’t impossible, but it shouldn’t be done at such a critical moment and should instead be suppressed for now.
There are plenty of flowers elsewhere; as long as the grandson is of the family’s blood, the woman bearing him can be kicked aside, and Tyson Law, being a man, wouldn’t find it hard to surround himself with a few mistresses.
...
Frank Law’s thoughts were extremely cold-blooded, and Fiona Vaughn more or less guessed his intention of punishment after autumn, but for her, not immediately becoming the Law family’s discarded one was a great relief.
Her eyes welled with deep grievance and anxiety.
She banged her head on the ground with great force, nearly injuring her forehead enough to bleed.
"Dad! Please believe me! The child is truly Tyson’s, and it’s a boy! I’ve already had the gender tested! You’ll soon have a grandson!"
"When I first entered the entertainment industry, I heard some unsavory things, but I never intended to associate with them! Dad, I really love Tyson, and I’m serious about him, I’d never betray him!"
Fiona Vaughn emphasized the words "boy" and "grandson" very heavily. She was clever and knew how to add the most value to her case.
Tyson Law’s mind was a chaotic mess, and he had long stopped believing a word from Fiona Vaughn.
Why would Fiona have a child at this time?
The once joyful surprise had turned into a nightmare.
...
Frank Law saw that Tyson Law’s heart was evidently no longer with Fiona Vaughn, but he didn’t care. He felt somewhat relieved by Fiona’s clever response.
— It’s a boy.
Not bad.
Fiona Vaughn naturally didn’t dare to lie, especially since Frank Law was determined to have her undergo another amniocentesis to verify the child’s DNA.
"Tyson, Fiona is still your wife. We are all family, so why the hostility? The wedding can’t be held now, but you’ve already registered, so perhaps a small family wedding or wait for later..."
He insincerely helped Fiona up and then gave Tyson Law some advice before leaving.
"As a man, Tyson, if you feel wronged, chatting with a few female friends in a hotel might help blow off some steam."
Seeing Frank Law openly encouraging Tyson Law to seek pleasure, Fiona Vaughn’s face turned ghostly pale, yet with matters at such a point she was helpless, only able to look tearfully at Tyson Law.
"Tyson, I’m sorry, I won’t go out alone with other men in the future, please don’t abandon me?"
...
Tyson Law’s expression was a mix of confusion, but predominantly pain.
With things having escalated to this stage, his father was still asking him to accept Fiona?
The man stared blankly at Fiona Vaughn, unable to discern which tears on her beautiful face were real and which were fake.
In the end, he turned a wistful gaze towards Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia, can I talk to you alone...?"
His voice was mournful, words left unsaid, as though burdened with grievances yet unspeakable.
Under his deep gaze, Cecilia Vaughn was filled with a sense of absurdity.
"Oh, didn’t you and Uncle Law think I was petty earlier? Now you want to talk to me?"
"I..."
Tyson Law felt a sour ache in his heart, leaving him speechless.
Fiona Vaughn, half-collapsed on the ground, saw Cecilia Vaughn’s confident and flamboyant manner and dug her nails deep into her palms, drawing blood yet unable to relieve the stifled anger in her heart.
How did it come to this?
It must be this vile woman’s fault that Tyson can’t forgive me.
Without Cecilia Vaughn, how could I end up like this?
...
Fiona Vaughn tried to grab Tyson Law but missed, watching helplessly as Tyson headed towards Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law.
"Big brother, I’m begging you; I’ve already made such a big fool of myself today. Can I borrow Cecilia for ten minutes?"
Adrian Law looked at Cecilia Vaughn with clear eyes.
"Cecilia, what do you think?"
There was really nothing more to discuss, but Cecilia Vaughn casually caught sight of Fiona Vaughn’s hateful glare and raised her eyebrows as if in thought, smilingly nodding.
"Sure, but ten minutes is too long; let’s talk outside, five minutes."
No sooner had she finished speaking than Fiona Vaughn’s face twisted with rage...