Chapter 685 Heart Attack

Chapter 685 Heart Attack

Day Seventy-Three...

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"Why are you getting mad at me? I just did it for your sake. I got hurt after confronting Nathan. He strangled me. Phantomflake slapped me, kicked me, and pulled my hair. You can't even thank me for sacrificing myself." Monica burst out, hitting and punching Vincent's chest.

Vincent just clenched his fists, trying to control his rage. "I didn't tell you to meet them."

"As I said, I'm just helping you!" Monica spat back at him. She was furious. She couldn't understand why Vincent was dissatisfied and upset.

"You brought this upon yourself. You shouldn't have gone there." Vincent could no longer tolerate Monica.

They were still arguing when the maid knocked on the door.

Knock! Knock!

After hearing the knocking sound, Vincent and Monica shifted their attention toward the door.

"Master, you have a visitor. Mr. Maximilian Carlsen." The maid informed them.

Both of them were surprised to hear that. Maximilian didn't mention that he was visiting them here in Country M.

Vincent gave Monica a warning look before moving toward the door. He could tell that there was something going on. Mr. Carlsen wouldn't go there without a reason.

"Fix yourself before greeting your father," Vincent sternly said, reminding Monica.

Monica just pursed her lips as she squinted her eyes. She wasn't used to this kind of treatment from Vincent. He seldom gets mad at her. But now, she could feel that his attitude was slowly changing as time went by. New n0vel chapters are published on

"Why should I fix myself? My father deserves to know that someone is bullying me. I'm a victim here." Monica remained stubborn.

Vincent could only shake his head while sighing helplessly. He didn't want to argue anymore. Without saying a word, Vincent stepped out of the room to meet Maximilian Carlsen. Monica followed him behind.

The old businessman was waiting in the living room. Even before Vincent could greet Maximilian, Monica interrupted him by hugging the old man.

"Dad! I miss you! I'm glad you are here!" Monica acted like a sweet and clingy daughter as she anchored her arms around Maximilian's elbow.

Jane pulled his hand, making him sit next to her.

"What's wrong, Nate?" Jane asked him worriedly. "Are you still bothered by Monica? Are you affected by her presence?" There was a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"No. I don't care about her," Nathan promptly responded.

"Then why did you act coldly toward your son upon our arrival? Let me remind you, Nate. Ethan has nothing to do with Monica's evilness. Don't vent your anger and frustration toward your son." Jane reprimanded him.

Nathan heaved a deep sigh and apologized. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. But... believe me or not, I don't hate Ethan... It's just that..." he paused abruptly.

Nathan was having a hard time completing his sentence.

"Oh, C'mon. Just tell me." Jane could sense that something was bothering Nathan.

Nathan stared at Jane intently, contemplating whether he should tell her or not.

"Stop it, Nate. Don't give me such a look. Just spill the beans. I am here to listen." She convinced him to talk.

"Please don't tell this to Ethan," Nathan pleaded.

Jane just nodded her head in agreement, her eyes filled with intrigue and anticipation.

"I discovered that Ethan... he might not be my biological son." Nathan confided to Jane. "He might be Vincent's son."

"What?! Did Monica tell you that? Don't believe her lies! She is a good manipulator. She just wants to create chaos in your family!" Jane reacted exasperatedly, disbelief could be seen in her eyes.

"Don't let her sway you! She deceived you once!" Jane added.

But Nathan still had a doubt. "The truth is... she didn't tell me directly. I just overheard her conversation with Vincent. They wanted to use Ethan to acquire my wealth."

Jane immediately smacked Nathan's forehead. "You dumb fool! There is one way to find out. Conduct another DNA test." When she mentioned the DNA test, she remembered the DNA test between Vincent and Ethan. She secretly took it when her soul was still in Abigail's body. 'Oh wait! I have to get the DNA test result from Stephen.'

"What are you thinking?" Nathan asked her confusedly.

Jane rose from her seat. "Don't worry, Nate. We will find out the truth. I have to go." She didn't waste time. She kissed Nathan on his cheek before she rushed out.