From Forgotten Wife To Fierce Queen - Chapter 232: Chapter 232

Tyson glanced at his wristwatch, then gestured forward.
Understanding his intent, Max pushed Tyson's wheelchair and headed toward the banquet hall.
Paisley walked beside them, moving forward together.
The entire way, Leo led a group to protect them, and Brittany tried to get closer several times but was kept at bay.
The others were very proactive, clearing a path for Tyson and the others to walk. However, when they passed by Dominick, Tyson signaled for Max to stop.
Tyson looked up, staring at Dominick while speaking to Max instead. "Is he Paisy's ex-husband?"
Max glanced at Dominick with a blank expression. "Yeah, that's him."
Tyson's gaze grew colder, full of hostility. "Let's go; it's making me uneasy."
"Okay," Max responded, pushing Tyson forward.
Paisley stood on the other side, watching Dominick suffer, pursing her lips.
Dominick was speechless.
Kayla walked over and quietly teased, "Uh-oh, looks like you're being rejected."
As soon as she finished speaking, Dominick shot her a murderous look.
Lauren angrily pulled Kayla aside. "Stop making trouble."
She had a bad feeling that something big was about to happen. Maybe, Paisley really was the Godard family's heiress.
Reginald had the same feeling, his brows furrowing slightly as he stared intently at the Godard family members.
When they reached the brightest part of the venue, Tyson signaled to Max with his eyes.
Max handed over three identification reports to his subordinates, displaying them for everyone to see, especially for Byron.
He announced, "These are three reports. One is from my father, Mr. Tyson, and Ms. Paisley. Another is from my father, Mr. Tyson, and a hair sample we took from the Beaumont family. The last one is the comparison between the hair sample and Ms. Paisley's hair."
Byron looked at the three reports, his face darkened.
Nathaniel walked up recklessly and read out the results.
"According to the DNA analysis, it supports that Tyson is Paisley's biological father."
After reading just one report, he stood frozen, as if struck by lightning.
The others in the room erupted in shock upon hearing this news.
"Impossible! How could this be? This is fake!" Brittany was the first to reject it. She glared at Paisley and screamed, "Paisley, you must have tampered with it! I'm going to kill you!"
Before she could get close to Paisley, Max's subordinates grabbed her tightly, preventing her from moving.
She cried out in anguish, "Dad, don't be fooled by Paisley! I'm your daughter! I am!"
Brittany couldn't get close to Tyson or Paisley, so she turned to Christina. "Say something! Get that damn daughter of yours out of here!"
Christina stood frozen in place. As soon as Tyson had presented those three reports, she knew it was over; the truth was out.
"That's right," Max said, standing beside Paisley, his gaze filled with affection. "Paisy is my father's long-lost biological daughter. As for the two identification reports..."
He picked one up. "This is the hair sample we retrieved from the Beaumont family, compared to Paisley's hair. The result shows both samples belong to the same person, which is Paisley."
All three reports confirmed the truth: Paisley was Tyson's biological daughter.
"But... but..." Morris, looking pale, still tried to resist. "That hair sample was taken by your people, from our place. We were all there when they took the sample."
"Oh, really?" Max asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes." Morris and Julia nodded repeatedly, with Morris even looking at his father, Peter. "Dad was there too."
"I was indeed present." Peter nodded, confirming.
"But was it my people who personally took the sample?" Max asked again.
This time, the couple was speechless, and Peter hesitated.
Thinking back to the scene of the sample collection, Max's people had originally asked for blood to be taken. However, Christina had refused, saying Brittany had a fear of needles.
They switched to hair samples, which Christina had plucked from Brittany's head in front of everyone. Christina then handed the hair to the people collecting the samples.
From beginning to end, the sample collectors never touched Brittany.
Christina had the perfect opportunity during the collection to swap Brittany's hair with Paisley's, which she had prepared in advance.
It was only then that the Beaumont family members realized the truth.
From the start, Tyson had acknowledged that the samples belonged to his daughter, but had never openly claimed Brittany as his.
If they had thought about it carefully, they would have noticed the subtle language at play.
But Morris and Julia couldn't contain themselves, and Byron had not been deeply involved in this matter. It was all under their control, with Christina's help, which led to the current situation.
At this moment, Byron's face was as dark as storm clouds, his eyes filled with fury as he glared at Morris and Julia.
"Impossible! I don't believe it!" Brittany screamed, her eyes bloodshot. "How could I be replaced by Paisley as the Godard family's heiress?"
"Impossible! Impossible! I don't believe it!" Brittany screamed, her eyes bloodshot. "How could I be replaced by Paisley as the Godard family's heiress?"
She glared angrily at Christina and Gregory. "Isn't Paisley your biological daughter? You should take her away!" Then, she looked at Paisley again. "Paisley, I'll return your parents to you. Don't try to take my dad. He's mine, not yours, not yours!"
Just then, the Beaumont family's butler hurriedly ran in again, looking anxious. "Sir, something's wrong. A group of police officers has arrived, and they say they're here to identify accomplices?"
As soon as those words were spoken, several officers came in, escorting a man with a bruised face.
Upon seeing the man's face, the last thread of restraint in Christina snapped.