From Forgotten Wife To Fierce Queen - Chapter 231: Chapter 231

Tyson quietly listened to the Sullivan family speak, surprised at just how shameless these people could be.
However, Tyson's silence took on a different meaning in the eyes of others.
Brittany thought Christina's words had worked, making Tyson doubt Paisley.
So she cried even harder, playing up her innocence. "Daddy, now you believe me, right? I'm your daughter. Paisley is just an imposter. She used tricks to deceive you."
From the beginning, Brittany firmly believed she was Tyson's daughter. At this point, the Beaumont family, led by Byron, finally stepped forward.
"What's going on, Tyson?" Byron frowned, questioning Tyson.
"Yeah, how did you suddenly get another daughter?" Morris asked awkwardly. As a junior, he didn't dare question Tyson like Byron, but he couldn't let things go on like this.
After all, a large part of this mess was his doing.
Moreover, during this time, in order to please Tyson, he and his wife had been overly indulgent with Brittany.
Because of Brittany, they had offended many people, especially Diana.
If it turns out Brittany isn't Tyson's daughter, everything they did in the past would be pointless.
"Besides, didn't we already do a paternity test? She's been staying with us fine. How could you suddenly claim someone else as your daughter?" Morris glanced cautiously at Max. "Don't tell me someone with ulterior motives took advantage of the situation."
Max glared at Morris. "Are you talking about me?"
Morris hurriedly waved his hands. "Oh no, I wouldn't say that, Cousin. I'm just worried that you guys might have been played."
Max saw through Morris's insincerity and snorted coldly, saying no more.
"Yes, we did a paternity test. Dad, we have solid proof. The paternity test can't lie." Brittany glared at Paisley.
"Paisley, no matter what tricks you used to deceive my father, the paternity test says otherwise. I'm the real daughter, the true heir of the Godard family. If you dare take my place, I won't let you get away with it."
Christina glared at Paisley with malice in her eyes. "Paisley, I've told you before. It's your fate to be born from my womb. You need to accept that. You'll never have the fate to be the precious young lady."
"Paisley!" Gregory suddenly shouted, grabbing his throat to yell at Paisley. "You ungrateful daughter! Hurry up and apologize to Brittany. After that, get out. This isn't a place you should be."
"Damn it, if you can stay, why can't she?" Nathaniel angrily stormed over.
When Brittany went to speak to Byron and Dominick, Nathaniel couldn't sit still and went to the bathroom. Because of this, he missed the earlier drama.
As soon as he came out, he heard Gregory telling Paisley to get out. His short temper flared, and without thinking, he rushed over to confront Gregory angrily.
Gregory was startled by Nathaniel, who was a head taller than him, and backed away repeatedly. "You... you... I'm your cousin's adoptive father! You can't treat me like this!"
During this time, the Beaumont family's members had been very respectful toward him, making Gregory feel somewhat unsure of his position.
"I don't care who you are. Bullying Paisley is not allowed. I invited her here, and no one can make her leave—not even the king of the heavens!" Nathaniel roared at Gregory, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed Dominick approaching from a distance.
This time, he had managed to show off in front of Paisley before Dominick did.
He thought, 'So what if you're Mr. Ex, Dominick? I will definitely win her over in the end! But wait... why was Paisley here? When did she arrive?'
Diana saw Byron's face darken more and more, so she quickly pulled Nathaniel aside.
"Mom, why are you pulling me?' He thought he still needed to stand up for Paisley.
"Stop talking for now," Diana said in a low voice, forcibly pulling Nathaniel to her side.
It was only then that Nathaniel realized Paisley hadn't come alone—she was with...
Nathaniel stared at Tyson and Max in shock, then turned to look at Paisley, who was standing with them. "Why is Paisley with them? Mom, what's going on?"
Diana gave her son a complicated look and sighed, "Just watch for now."
Since things were still unclear, she didn't want to say anything rash.
"But Paisley, she..." Nathaniel still wasn't at ease about Paisley.
With Diana's subtle hint, he finally noticed that Max's men were standing protectively in front of Paisley, ensuring her safety.
Instantly, Nathaniel felt uneasy. 'Could it be that Paisley is with Max?'
Seeing her son's expression, Diana immediately knew he was overthinking things. "Don't jump to conclusions."
Truthfully, in Diana's heart, she would much rather see Paisley and Max together.
That way, at least Nathaniel would still have a chance.
If things turned out differently, then Nathaniel wouldn't stand a chance at all.
Halfway through his walk, Dominick suddenly stopped in his tracks. He laughed at himself.
Inside the banquet hall, murmurs and discussions filled the air. Byron of the Beaumont family was getting a headache from all the noise and sternly questioned Tyson, "Tyson, what exactly is going on? Were you deceived, or did you do this on purpose? You need to give me an explanation!"
"You must have been misled by someone. You only have one daughter—our cousin. A paternity test doesn't lie," Morris said with a flattering smile.
"That's right. We've been taking care of our cousin's family this whole time. You can't break her heart and disappoint the Beaumont family," Julia chimed in.
Tyson took a long look at their faces and finally spoke after a prolonged silence.
"A paternity test indeed doesn't lie, and that hair sample was indeed my daughter's." Hearing Tyson's words, the crowd sighed in relief.
Brittany's eyes turned red with grievance. "Dad, I thought you had been deceived and didn't want to acknowledge me anymore..."
As she spoke, she tried to throw herself into Tyson's arms again.
However, two strong men blocked her path, keeping her firmly in place.
"Dad?" She looked at Tyson in confusion. "Tell them to move! I'm your daughter—I should be the one standing by your side, not her!"
Brittany glared at Paisley with bloodshot eyes.
Tyson had long grown impatient with Brittany calling him "Dad" over and over. "Watch how you address me. I am not your father."
"Dad... I..." Brittany said.
This time, Tyson didn't give Brittany a chance to speak and continued, "I only acknowledged that the hair sample belonged to my daughter. But was that hair really yours?"
Brittany froze. She wanted to say it was hers—she had several strands pulled out, after all.
But Tyson wasn't looking at Brittany. Instead, he turned to Christina. "Don't you already know whose hair it was?"
Christina's pupils contracted sharply, and her heart leaped to her throat.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about..." Christina forced herself to meet Tyson's gaze, but her eyes were tinged with red veins. "Mr. Godard, Brittany is your biological daughter."
"You really won't admit it until you're backed into a corner, huh?" Tyson's expression turned ice-cold, his gaze toward Christina filled with murderous intent.
Christina was already feeling guilty, and when Tyson glared at her like that, she staggered and almost fell.