Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 571 What Kind of Concern Was That?

Although Elspeth and Yozan said so, they patiently waited for the DNA test results. As expected, they

were indeed related by blood.

He held the report and clicked his tongue. "This is unbelievable; I have a half-sister from the same

father and a different mother. My dad... No, our dad is really something."

"What do you mean by 'same father and different mother'?" she asked, recalling that Cecelia had

mentioned he was adopted into the Harley Family. In addition, Elspeth had verified his identity through

her own investigation.

However, Yozan saw her bewilderment and knew what she meant. Then, he explained, "I'm technically

the Harley Family's adopted son, but I'm actually their illegitimate child. My mother had an affair with

Welson, and later I was born. He never married her because he was in love with someone else,

someone I suspect might be your mother."

Elspeth noticed that he didn't refer to Welson as "Dad" but by his first name instead. She could sense

the pain in his eyes, which hinted at a difficult childhood. Unsure of what to say, she asked, "Is Welson

still living in Damoria?"

"Of course, he is, but what do you want to do? Do you want to go see him?" he suddenly laughed. "He

doesn't even know he has a daughter! If he knew, he might be overjoyed to find out he had a child with

the woman he loved."

After hearing that, she felt slightly nervous. Aside from the circumstances of her mother's relationship

with Welson, he wouldn't easily let her go, even based on her identity. It was rumored that he had a

cunning and ruthless personality, which was why he had built such a large business empire. Whether

she would be happy or cautious depended on his own judgment.

"There's nothing much going on today; why don't you return to the Harley Residence with me?" Yozan

offered, getting ready to drive.

Elspeth shook her head and gave a slight smile. "I think I'll pass for now. I'll visit when I find a suitable

opportunity."

Nevertheless, he didn't pressure her. Anyone would find it difficult to accept the sudden appearance of

a father. Her calm demeanor demonstrates her mental fortitude. Then, he shrugged and jangled the car

keys in his hand. "How about I send you back?"

"It's okay, I have my own car," she politely declined. As she walked towards her car, she suddenly felt

something was amiss. When she looked up again, a group of men in black surrounded her. The man in

the suit at the front smiled and said, "Miss Lynwood, I would like to invite you to go somewhere."

"It's okay, I have my own car," she politely declined. As she walked towards her car, she suddenly felt

something was amiss. When she looked up again, a group of men in black surrounded her. The man in

the suit at the front smiled and said, "Miss Lynwood, I would like to invite you to go somewhere."

"Who are you?" Elspeth tightly gripped the car door, contemplating the possibility of sneaking into her

car while they weren't looking. However, after a quick thought, she quickly gave up on that idea.

"You'll find out when you get there," the man said. Then, he gestured for the group to clear a path and

pointed to a black Lincoln not far away. "Miss Lynwood, please come with us."

Outnumbered, she knew there was no point in resisting. Nevertheless, the current situation suggests

these men are not necessarily bad guys. So, she slowly locked her car door and followed the man to

his vehicle. Sitting in the car filled with musky cologne, she quickly realized it was a man's car. To

whom could it belong?

Suddenly, the man in front of her spoke politely and tactfully, "Miss Lynwood, I apologize for the offense

caused by this invitation method. Our employer wishes to see you immediately. We apologize for the

poor hospitality."

Elspeth raised an eyebrow. "Is this related to the Harley Family?"

The man grinned, causing wrinkles to bunch up on his face. "Miss Lynwood, you truly are a smart

woman."

"To plant spies around one's own son… Isn't that a bit—" The word "perverted" couldn't come out of her

mouth. She also never expected Welson to be so paranoid. She had only received the test report, and

he already knew about it. Should I applaud him for being well-informed or condemn him for being

excessive in his actions?

Hearing her sarcastic tone, the man immediately explained, "Our employer is primarily concerned

about his son. It's merely a matter of being concerned, really."

Concern? What kind of concern is that? Elspeth didn't want to expose the truth and could only smile

and chat with him. "Yes, Mr. Harley… He cares about his children."

Otherwise, why would Welson get her back to the Harley Family so quickly?

As their conversation became more awkward, the driver in front couldn't help but speed up. They soon

arrived at the entrance of the Harley Residence. As she exited the car, she saw Yozan parked his

vehicle nearby.

When he saw her approach, his eyes lit up. "I never thought we'd end up coming here together." After a

moment's thought, it was probably because Welson had arranged to have someone monitor him, so his

excitement dimmed.

"Thanks, but I'm not very happy about it." Elspeth forced a smile at Yozan before her face returned to

its usual cold expression.

"Well, we're already here. Since he made an effort to invite you, let's meet him together." He leaned

forward slightly, his smile light. "Am I right, my dear Elspeth?"

She felt slightly uncomfortable with the term endearment but couldn't help but follow him because she

didn't know the way. Soon, the two arrived at the hall, and as they were about to enter, a cup flew out

from inside and hit his knee, spilling tea all over his leg. She could hear him grunt, but his expression

remained unchanged as if he was accustomed to such treatment.

"*sshole!" A powerful voice followed, making people shudder.

However, Yozan continued to walk straight ahead without looking around.

When they entered the reception room, Elspeth looked up at the man sitting there. He wore a white suit

and looked thin overall but had a stern demeanor. He appeared younger than most men in their fifties.

The man was previously burning with anger, but his expression changed rapidly upon seeing her. She

could see surprise, confusion, joy, and even a hint of nostalgia flash across his face.

Since she was already there, she had to lower her head and speak softly. "I'm not sure why you invited

me here, Mr. Harley. Is there something you wanted to discuss?"

At that moment, Welson was no longer focused on punishing Yozan, and his thoughts were entirely on

her. "Y-You're my daughter?" His voice trembled slightly, and it was clear he was nervous. He seemed

to know about the DNA test results.

"Yes, but also no," she replied.

After hearing that, he was stunned. "What do you mean?"