The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 283

"Give me my phone," Tyson raised a hand, asking Max for it.

Max immediately retrieved Tyson's phone and pulled up a photo he had obtained from the Beaumont family.

Tyson looked at the young woman in the photo, a faint smile appearing on his pale face. "She's beautiful. I finally get to see my daughter. What's her name again?"

"Brittany," Max replied.

Tyson nodded, clearly satisfied with the name. "Brittany, sounds classic and modern, stylish and soft, yet strong."

It was obvious that her adoptive parents had high expectations for her and loved her deeply; otherwise, they wouldn't have given her such a meaningful name.

Perhaps he had spoken too much in one breath, as Tyson suddenly started coughing violently. Then, with a loud gasp, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Seeing this, Ocean could no longer hold back. He dropped to his knees. "Sir, I beg you, stop holding on! Let's go to the hospital, right now! There's still a chance! You can still be saved!"

Tyson's vision was already clouding over. He looked at Ocean, his voice weak as he gently called, "Elara..."

"Do you really think we can get out? Sigh... Outside this house, there are countless eyes watching."

Ocean lowered his head and broke into sobs.

He knew that the schemers from the Godard family were eagerly waiting for Tyson

to die. Since they had already managed to poison him silently, they surely had more plans in place. If Tyson stepped outside, an ambush was inevitable.

considered bringing in a doctor from Brightmoor, but both times, unexpected accidents occurred, and the local doctors were needlessly dragged

the doctor

Ocean doubted it this time. He had already lost hope. Tears streamed uncontrollably down his

calmer. "Kill

bloodshot. "It's just those few people. They won't

he stroked the picture of Brittany on his phone, murmuring, "Brittany... my daughter...

was inconsolable, collapsing onto

his tears, but his throat felt as if knives were

hand. "Max, after I'm gone, don't announce my death immediately. Do what you need to do in the meantime, but above all, make sure

no longer hold

I just didn't expect mine to come so

You know how to protect yourself, how to deal with those from the Godard family. My only concern is my daughter. Promise me you'll take

Brittany was really Tyson's biological daughter. After all, it was

at this moment, Tyson didn't want to dwelt on what was true or false, what was or wasn't. He just didn't

world with regrets

daughter or not no longer mattered. In his heart, Tyson had already accepted Brittany as his own, and that was

head. "Dad, I can't promise that. She's your biological daughter— how could I not be

He knew Max was only trying to give him a reason to hold on a

Tyson spat out another mouthful of blood. A heavy pressure weighed on his chest, making

contorted, his hands stretched out, and the phone he had been clutching slipped from his grasp, crashing onto the

"Dad!" shouted Max.

in despair. "Ocean—" Max fought to keep himself from breaking down and whispered to Ocean, "Lower

blanket and wept silently. Just then, outside the villa's courtyard,