From Forgotten Wife To Fierce Queen - Chapter 324: Chapter 324

Ever since he learned that Anna had plotted to kill Max, Tyson had lost all trust in her. This time, he knew Paisley and Max had prepared in advance, so he wasn't panicking just yet.
At this point, he was even more certain that Anna was involved in the whole thing. But he didn't know for sure, and he didn't want to admit it.
He had even started to think that the reason Anna wanted to harm Max was because she feared that Max wasn't of the Godard family bloodline. But Paisy was his biological daughter, Anna's granddaughter, with the blood of the Godard family running through her veins.
It was possible Anna was being manipulated by Edmond, but in truth, she might not have known everything. After all, Anna was someone who valued blood ties above all else. No matter what, she wouldn't harm her own granddaughter.
But in the end, he was too naive. Anna knew everything. Whether it was crippling or killing her, she was fully aware of Edmond's plan to hurt his daughter. And Anna, his own mother, his daughter's grandmother, not only allowed it but also helped carry it out.
If it wasn't for Anna's persuasion, Paisy and Max would never have left the house. And now, Anna was shocked and regretful because Edmond had promised her he would only cripple Paisy, not kill her—but now he'd gone ahead and killed Paisy.
From the beginning to the end, there was never any mention of Max. This meant that Anna didn't care about Max's life at all.
The only reason she cared about Paisy was because Paisy had the Godard family blood running through her veins. If Paisy were crippled, she couldn't become the heir.
Then, the future of the Godard family would naturally pass into the hands of Edmond. But she didn't expect Edmond to go this far, to make sure it was over for Paisy.
Even though Tyson had already seen through the situation, hearing these words come from Anna's mouth still made him shiver with fear. He looked at his mother with a strange, cold gaze, as if he had never really known her.
Anna felt the heat of Tyson's gaze and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to meet her eldest son's eyes. In this matter, she was indeed guilty and ashamed.
But Edmond had promised her that he wouldn't take Paisy's life, only making her unable to inherit. That's why she agreed to help. If Paisy were crippled, she would still be the Godard family's eldest daughter. The family would support her for life. But now, she was dead.
She couldn't bear facing Tyson, and at the same time, she resented Edmond for deceiving her and going too far.
"Edmond, you promised me! You wouldn't take Paisy's life, and I helped you! Why are you breaking your promise? Why are you so heartless? Paisy is your niece! Your own niece!
"How could you kill her! You're too cruel! How could you be so cruel? Do you think you can do this to her, and still face Tyson?" Anna screamed.
Anna screamed, tugging at Edmond, pulling at his perfectly neat clothes until they were in disarray. Edmond, growing irritated, didn't have much to hold back now since the deed was already done.
His face darkened, and he roughly pushed Anna away. His actions were brutal and without care, as if the person he was pushing wasn't his own mother, but some crazy old woman.
Anna, frail as she was, needed two caregivers to help her move normally. Being pushed so violently by Edmond, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. As she staggered back and collapsed, she felt a sharp pain from her tailbone that spread upward through her body.
"Ah! Ma'am!" The two caregivers rushed to help, one on each side, struggling to lift her up.
"Mr. Edmond, she's your mother! How could you push her like that? She's not well!" the shorter caregiver shouted at Edmond. The taller caregiver, however, remained silent, shrinking back, afraid to speak.
Anna, however, had no attention to spare for the caregivers. Her blurry eyes stared at Edmond in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Edmond would push her so violently. And after the fact, there wasn't even a hint of regret in him.
Edmond didn't bother with Anna or the two caregivers. He straightened his clothes and calmly walked toward Tyson, who had been silent all this time.
In the past, Tyson would have already started shouting when he saw Anna fall. But now, he just sat there in silence, his face pale with anger.
Edmond couldn't help but feel pleased, thinking Tyson was just unable to handle the news of his adopted son and biological daughter's deaths.
"Tyson, I told you, don't speak too confidently. It's easy to get slapped in the face. How's it feel? Didn't expect it to come so fast, did you?" Edmond said with a smile, raising a hand to touch his cheek. "How's it feel? Does your face hurt now?"
"Oh, wait." Edmond's smile twisted into something sickly. "You should be heartbroken now, shouldn't you? Your heart's bleeding, right? The son you raised as your own, and the biological daughter you just found, both gone in an instant!"
Edmond's words were like salt in Tyson's wounds. He was eagerly waiting for Tyson to break down, but the outcome was different from what he expected. Tyson remained silent, but his gaze toward Edmond grew darker and colder.
Edmond was completely indifferent. He assumed Tyson was just unwilling to accept the massive blow, unwilling to face the reality of the situation.
"Dad, how should we handle the bodies of Paisley and Max?" Christopher couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.
"Mr. Christopher, this is a small matter that doesn't require our concern. These people are professionals; they'll handle everything," replied Edmond's assistant.
Christopher glanced at the hired professionals who had come with them, feeling reassured.
These people were professionals Edmond had hired from the dark web. Now, the entire mansion was under the control of their second branch. Not even a fly could get in.
Edmond took a share transfer agreement from his assistant and threw it in front of Tyson. "Tyson, don't say I don't care about family. I'm giving you two choices.
"Either you sign this agreement, and from now on, the Godard family and Godard Group will be under my control. Out of respect for us being from the same mother, I'll leave you a way out.
"Or, you can choose the second option, not signing the agreement. In that case—" Edmond's smile vanished instantly, and his face turned cold. "Don't blame me for being cruel, I'll send you on your way to join your wife and children!"
"Don't you dare!" Anna yelled sharply, her face filled with disbelief. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. "He's your brother! You grew up together! How dare you do this! Edmond! I've already helped you, what more do you want?"
"Shut up, old lady!" Edmond lost all composure in an instant, glaring at her. "Help me? Is that what you call helping me? You only helped because I had a son and Tyson had a daughter.
"You favor men over women, and didn't want a woman to inherit the family business, so you helped me! If I had a daughter, would you have helped me? You wouldn't even look at me!"
"You—" Anna trembled with anger, her words failing her.
But Edmond's rant wasn't over. "What? Am I wrong? If you really wanted to help me, when Tyson left home, you should have supported me and helped me rise! Neither Dad nor you did anything! You've never seen me as your own!"