Chapter 555
He had also hired someone to investigate.
Vivian Bennett and Liam Sullivan had been living together for a long time.
A very long time.
This chaotic relationship tore at his heart.
It was all his own doing.
His own sins that had left Vivian displaced and adrift.
But now that he had confirmed Vivian was his daughter.
She could no longer be with Liam Sullivan.
Would Vivian agree?
He had seen her several times.
The genuine happiness in her smile when she was with Liam was unmistakable.
He wanted to forget this report.
He wanted to grant his daughter her happiness.
But his heart couldn't cross the barrier of blood ties.
The tangled pain was like silver needles.
Stabbing into his heart, one after another.
The agony was unbearable.
Moreover, given Liam Sullivan's personality.
Even if he knew Vivian shared a blood relation with him.
He would never let her go.
Even if Vivian refused to acknowledge him as her father.
He couldn't just stand by and watch her walk down this forbidden path.
This reality roared in his heart like a thousand stampeding horses.
Panic.
Heart trembling.
He drove frantically to the Sullivan Group.
Took the elevator to the Public Relations Department.
Vivian was inside, busy at work.
Her pure, fair face made him dizzy.
It was as if Lin Qiuyue was still alive.
He couldn't help but walk in.
Vivian saw him.
Her expression froze.
"Uncle Albert, is something wrong?"
Albert Sullivan's dark eyes gazed at her intently.
His emotions surged wildly.
His lips stiffened.
"N-no... nothing."
"I just wanted to come and see you."
Vivian heard this.
Feeling both alarmed and confused.
Hadn't Liam said he was fully recovered?
Why did he still seem so strange?
She forced an awkward smile.
"Uncle Albert, if you have something to say, please say it."
"I'm quite busy."
Albert looked at her long, dark hair.
He couldn't resist reaching out.
Vivian flinched.
Instinctively pulling back.
The man's low voice sounded.
"Don't move."
Vivian froze in place.
A slight weight settled on her shoulder.
Albert had already withdrawn his hand.
He said sheepishly.
"There was something in your hair."
Vivian felt fear and panic.
Unsure if he was mentally stable.
Seeing him holding one of her hairs in his hand.
Along with a tiny bit of white debris.
She instinctively retreated.
Just then, someone came over to speak with her.
Vivian took a step back.
Anxiously, she said.
"Uncle Albert, if there's nothing else, I need to get back to work."
Albert looked at her cold, fearful expression.
His entire heart clenched.
Whether she was his daughter or not.
He wanted to cherish and protect her.
Now it seemed that wish was just his own delusion.
He frowned slightly, looking at Vivian.
Outwardly calm.
Inside, a storm raged.
He said stiffly.
"Alright, you go ahead."
"I'll leave now."
He turned and walked away.
Vivian watched him leave.
Letting out a deep sigh of relief.
She calmed her nerves.
And returned to her work.
Albert, holding Vivian's hair.
Drove non-stop to another testing center.
Though he desperately hoped Vivian was his daughter.
His heart was filled with extreme unease.
Hesitation.
Doubt.
All these emotions tangled together.
That's why he had been compelled to go to the company.
To obtain a strand of Vivian's hair.
He needed to confirm once more.
This unsettling result.