"All these years, Tiana Linden has lived a hard life."
"When Jas Linden doubted that she wasn’t his biological daughter, I should have co up with a plan for her."
But at that ti, he did nothing for Tiana.
Worse yet, not long after, he frad Tiana for sleeping with Hector Chaucer and stealing the research secrets of Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals.
Together with Daniel and Jas Linden, he sent her to prison.
"Christopher, I can’t imagine how difficult it was for Tiana to give birth to Daisy in prison."
"Even more, I can’t imagine the despair and pain she felt when she learned her days were numbered, when she found with no way out, and I rejected and insulted her."
If only he had shown even the slightest trust in Tiana.
Tiana and Daisy would not have had such a tumultuous fate.
"Christopher, I must help Tiana return to the happy Linden family’s daughter she once was."
He spoke with firm determination.
Christopher Grant responded with a deep sigh.
Then he looked at the table full of shattered ceramic pieces.
Patted Aiden’s shoulder, saying:
"Aiden, these two broken ceramic dolls cannot be pieced back together."
"Look, they’re all smashed."
"Isn’t Tiana’s heart just as shattered?"
All the ceramic dolls on the table were broken.
Aiden picked up a fragnt with pliers and tried to piece it at the gap’s joint.
Hot molten gold was poured into the crevice by him.
To use as a bond.
He was imrsed in work at the table.
With unwavering determination to restore it to its original state, he worked diligently.
"It can definitely be repaired."
This voice seed firm, yet carried a certain lancholy.
Even Aiden probably knew well that it would be hard to nd the broken bonds with Tiana.
However, his hands continued to piece together the porcelain fragnts.
"Sigh!" Christopher shook his head.
Not knowing what to say.
If he had known today, why take action back then!
"Aiden, you still don’t quite understand Tiana."
"She doesn’t want to go back to being so spoiled daughter of the Linden family."
"She returned to the Linden family just to clear Aunt Townsend’s na."
"You’ll never understand her."
"Just like now, you want to repair your relationship, but she only wants you to stay away from her, not to disturb her."
Aiden, who was repairing the ceramic doll, paused his hands.
Slowly looked up.
"Do you just love to throw insults?"
"I’m just advising you to wake up."
Aiden continued to focus, "I said it can be repaired, so it will be."
Seeing him so obstinate, Christopher could only shake his head and leave silently.
...
The Grant Family Estate.
This was the first ti in over three months that Aiden returned to his parents’.
It was six-thirty in the evening.
Veridia’s sun had just set.
Aiden, under the twilight, stepped into the dining room of The Grant Family Estate.
His father, Quentin Grant, and mother, Susan Carter, were sitting at the dining table together.
Both had sowhat ominous expressions.
Upon seeing Aiden, their faces clouded, not even a hint of a smile.
Originally, Quentin and Susan had asked Aiden to co back for dinner at the estate.
However, the dining table now held nothing but emptily laid out dishes and utensils.
There was no food on the table.
Seeing this, Aiden understood.
His parents intended to use their silent protest to force him to do sothing he didn’t want to do again.
It’s been like this since he was a child.
He despised this form of cold violence from his parents.
Thirty-two years, ever since he could rember, his parents had always communicated this way.
Aiden was nearly fed up.
Glancing at the old butler beside him, Aiden also wore a sullen expression, asking:
"Uncle Hayes, has Jas Linden been here?"
Uncle Hayes, standing in front of the table, nodded, "Yes, Young Master Grant."
"Sit," said Aiden’s mother, Susan Carter, lifting her eyes to glance at him.
Aiden remained standing, with no intention of sitting.
He mostly guessed what his parents’ true intentions were in asking him back to The Grant Family Estate today.
It must be that Jas Linden wanted to apply pressure through his parents.
He wanted him to marry Vivian Linden.
Two days ago, the long-hidden Tiana Linden returned to The Linden Family.
Jas Linden must be scared.
When everyone thought Tiana Linden was already dead, he ignored Vivian Linden completely.
Now that Tiana has co back alive, he definitely won’t marry Vivian.
Standing there, Aiden Grant sneered:
"If you plan to starve yourselves to make marry Vivian Linden, then just go ahead."
"I will never marry her."
After stating his position, he didn’t want to stay there any longer.
Since childhood, his relationship with his parents has always been strained.
Between them, there’s only command and obedience.
Understanding, tolerance, warmth, have never existed.
In the past, as long as his parents started a hunger strike, they’d force him to agree to things he didn’t want to do.
This ti, for Tiana and Daisy, for himself, he will not compromise again.
After speaking, he left in big strides.
Quentin Grant gave a look to the old butler, Uncle Hayes.
Uncle Hayes stepped forward, blocking Aiden, "Young Master Grant, listen to your parents before you leave, it’s rare to have you back."
Indeed, it’s rare to have him back.
They said it was to have dinner together.
Yet they’ve only prepared a table full of empty bowls and plates.
Playing this ga of emotional blackmail.
Uncle Hayes is kind and compassionate; he took good care of Aiden when he was little.
He respects Uncle Hayes and did not leave imdiately.
Although staying, he still turned his back on Quentin Grant and Michelle Hayes, not turning around.
In front of a pile of empty plates and bowls, Quentin took a deep breath:
"Jas Linden is holding a wedding at the end of the month."
"He threatened, insisting you marry Vivian Linden and register your marriage."
"Otherwise, he will announce his withdrawal from the partnership on the wedding day."
"This ti, I don’t care how Tiana is still alive or whether that little girl is your biological daughter; it’s all irrelevant."
"You must marry Vivian."
"Whenever you agree, your mother and I will resu our als."
"Otherwise, just prepare to collect our bodies."
Since childhood, this thod has always been foolproof.
Aiden has never failed to compromise.
But today, his mind is filled with Tiana and Daisy.
He has too much to make up for with Tiana and Daisy.
No threat can sway him.
He turned his back on Quentin Grant and Susan Carter, speaking firmly and coldly:
"The couple’s grave you bought early in Solhaven cetery is just right for use."
"If you starve yourselves to death, I’ll make sure you have a grand burial."
"You ungrateful son!" Quentin flung an empty plate from the table, hurling it fiercely at his son.
Clang!
The plate hit Aiden’s back of the head.
Fallen on the ground, shattered into pieces while staining with fresh blood.
Aiden’s head was cracked open by Quentin.
Blood flowed down the back of his head, dyeing his white shirt collar crimson.
Susan was already broken-hearted.
She rushed forward to check Aiden’s wound, "Aiden, why do you insist on going against your father? Do you know, Jas Linden withdrawing his stake would cause a major earthquake for Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals."
She pressed tightly against her son’s bleeding head.
Blood stread through her fingers.
Even so, Susan didn’t ntion going to the hospital.
She continued to persuade.
"Moreover, Uncle Linden threatened that if you don’t marry Vivian."
"Not only will he withdraw his stake, but he will join forces with the Chaucer Family."
"By then, Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals will be dood."
Uncle Hayes advised from the side, "Ma’am, let’s talk about this later, first take Young Master Grant to the hospital."
This blood flow would be life-threatening.
Aiden, bleeding like this, neither Quentin nor Susan spoke about sending him to the hospital.
He pushed Susan’s hand away, "Then we’ll die together."
Tiana is the true heiress of The Linden Family.
Once Tiana’s identity is restored, his parents will agree to repair their broken relationship.
They only care about the heiress of The Linden Family.
If he can’t reunite with Tiana and Daisy, he doesn’t want to live.
His parents’ threats are utterly useless.
Leaving these words behind, he walked out of The Grant Family Estate, went to the hospital alone for treatnt.
Luckily, it was just a minor injury.
Not penetrating the skull.
After leaving the hospital, he got into the black Hongqi sedan and called Jas Linden.
"Uncle Linden, let’s et. If you agree to my conditions, I’ll marry Vivian."
As long as Jas agrees to et, he can find a way to convince Jas that Vivian is not his biological daughter at all.
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