From Forgotten Wife To Fierce Queen - Chapter 152: Chapter 152

Byron's youngest sister was named Enya Beaumont. She was the child of his father and the nurse who took care of Byron.
Although she was born into the Beaumont family, she wasn't particularly blessed by fate. Shortly after she was born, their father passed away.
The Beaumont family had never thought much of Enya's mother, and after their father's death, they cared even less about her and her daughter. In the end, it was Byron who gave the nurse some money out of familial obligation and told her to take Enya and live independently.
Every year during the holidays, the nurse would bring Enya back to visit Byron, using the opportunity to ask for more money. Seeing Enya, who was about the same age as his own son, Byron would always soften and give them money.
Later, Enya's mother passed away from illness. Enya grew up, and Byron planned to arrange a reliable marriage for her to ensure her future was secure.
But Enya told him she already had someone she loved and refused his plan. That was the first time Enya defied her older brother, and the two of them had a major falling out.
Byron swore he wouldn't care about his sister anymore. Enya was just as stubborn, cutting off contact with him for years. And then, the next thing Byron knew, he saw her corpse.
At first, Byron had no idea that Enya had been married and even had a daughter. It wasn't until years later, when Tyson regained his memory and came to claim Enya's ashes, that Byron learned the truth.
During those years of estrangement, Enya had married Tyson and given birth to a daughter. But even now, that child hadn't been found.
So now, when Max greeted him politely, Byron only nodded faintly in response. "I'm doing well. Take a seat."
Max took the first seat beside Byron, with Byron's eldest son, Peter, sitting across from him, who was also Nathaniel's father.
Although Max was young, he was qualified to sit in this position. No one in the Beaumont family dared to show any dissatisfaction or raise objections. Even Byron's second son, William, could only sit beside him.
The Beaumont family was different from the Vanderbilt family. With so many descendants, there was more open and covert competition, which was why Byron still hadn't fully handed over power.
For major decisions in the family, it was still necessary for Byron to give his approval.
After Max sat down, a servant respectfully brought him coffee. For a moment, the parlor fell silent, and no one spoke first. Dozens of eyes flicked back and forth between the silent Byron and Max, who was calmly drinking coffee.
Finally, Byron spoke, "Did you come for that matter again?"
In recent years, the Godard family had made several trips to Harrowfell in search of that child. People said that the child was so young at the time and without parents, so it was possible that she had already passed away.
Even if she was still alive, she might have been adopted by another family. They only had a photo of the child when she was three months old, and there were no other clues left.
"Yes, that's correct," Max nodded. "Actually, there have been some clues over the years."
Max had previously tracked down the orphanage that briefly took care of the child, but when his people went there, the orphanage had been shut down by the government for improper adoption practices and severe child abuse.
The responsible parties had already faced legal consequences. The children from the orphanage were transferred to other legitimate welfare institutions.
However, when Max continued to investigate based on this lead, he hit a dead end. None of the children transferred to other welfare institutions was his sister.
So, it was highly likely that his sister had been adopted by someone else through improper means from that orphanage. At this point, the trail was completely cut off.
Recently, Max's people found a neighbor who had briefly interacted with his mother. From that neighbor, he learned that his mother had a very close friend back then.
"So, this time, I still want to ask you to help me find Ms. Hayes." Max could find her on his own, of course.
But the Beaumont family had deep roots in Harrowfell and their connections were naturally broader than his. They would surely be able to find her faster.
Byron pondered for a moment and nodded. After all, it was his little sister's child, and the blood of the Beaumont family flowed through their veins. If the child was still alive and could be found, it would certainly be a good thing.
After the main topic was addressed, the atmosphere in the parlor became a bit more relaxed.
"Over the years, you've been focused on helping Tyson find his daughter, but have you considered your own marriage?" Byron asked.
Max wasn't upset. He smiled self-deprecatingly, "With this body of mine, I'd better not bring trouble to any girl."
Both the Beaumont family and the Godard family knew that Max had been seriously injured in his youth and nearly died. Since then, he had been left with various ailments and his health was fragile.
"You shouldn't say that." Byron took a sip of coffee. "You're not young anymore, and it wouldn't hurt to have a woman by your side, someone to care for you and talk to you. Over the years, hasn't there been anyone suitable for you?"
Max was not only the adopted son of Tyson Godard but also a very good-looking man. If he wanted to, it would be impossible for him not to find someone.
But if there was actually someone suitable, Max could only think of the image of Paisley when she was giving him an acupuncture treatment.
"There has been someone," he said.
"If there is someone, then spend some time together and see how it goes. If things go well, bring her to meet your father," said Byron.
"Alright, I'll try," Max smiled and responded, showing no signs of dissatisfaction with his elder's marriage talk.
Byron was a bit surprised by Max's calmness. Every time he urged Nathaniel, he always looked impatient.
"The woman you're willing to pursue must be quite remarkable," said Morris, Peter's eldest son, Nathaniel's older brother.
Max thought of Paisley and nodded firmly. "Yes, she really is remarkable."
"Then, Uncle Max, you should put in some effort and bring her over soon to meet Grandpa," said Morris's wife, Julia.
Max smiled without responding. After scanning the parlor, he noticed Nathaniel wasn't there, so he asked, "Where's Nathaniel?"
As soon as Nathaniel was mentioned, Byron's face gloomed, and Peter also looked displeased. On the other hand, the other younger members of the Beaumont family looked quite amused, either with schadenfreude, smirking, or seemingly indifferent.
Only Diana showed concern and sympathy. "He was sent by Grandpa to Brightmoor for training."
"Hmph," Byron snorted coldly. "Let him go and experience some hardship, so he doesn't just go around causing trouble all the time."
Of all the people, why did he have to mess with Dominick? Although the Beaumont family still didn't know how Nathaniel got on Dominick's bad side, one thing was clear—he must have done something excessive.
Just then, Nathaniel's older brother Morris couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire, trying to cement Nathaniel's unreliable image in front of Byron and Max. "I heard that our little brother has fallen for a woman."