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.

in a doctor from Brightmoor, but both times, unexpected accidents occurred, and the local

hope now lay in the

had failed, Ocean doubted it this time. He had already lost hope. Tears streamed uncontrollably down his face. "This is

Tyson remained much calmer. "Kill who?

"It's just those few people. They

he stroked the picture of Brittany on his phone, murmuring, "Brittany... my daughter... I won't be able to see you... Enya, I'm sorry... I

inconsolable, collapsing onto the floor in

held back his tears, but his throat felt as if knives were cutting through it, the

grasped his hand. "Max, after I'm gone, don't announce my death immediately. Do what you need to do in the

no longer hold back his tears, and

expect mine to

"You're a capable kid. You know how to protect yourself, how to deal with those from

couldn't be one hundred percent sure that Brittany was really Tyson's biological daughter. After all, it was

well. But at this moment, Tyson didn't want to dwelt on what was true or false, what was

world with

his daughter or not no longer mattered. In his heart, Tyson had already accepted

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

him a reason to

spat out another mouthful of blood. A heavy

been clutching slipped from his grasp, crashing onto

"Dad!" shouted Max.

threw himself onto Tyson's bed, screaming in despair. "Ocean—" Max fought to keep himself

and wept silently.