The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 3

Chapter 3

"I just feel bad for Mr. Salle's five-year-old daughter. She's bugging on his pen is and calling him 'Dad,' yet he doesn't even want to acknowledge her existence," Malison said.

Ar that, jordan noticed the change in Vincent's expression. It became gloomy for a split second before he composed himself.

Jordan and Vincent were father and son, who had spent so many years together. Jordan Immediately knew from that subtle change that something was up. He'd initially thought Madison was only making things up, but he wasn't sure now.

"Dad, do you. Do you really have an illegitimate daughter?" he asked,

Vincent's exprnution immediately became pained and tortured. His lips trembled as he said, "There's nothing of the sort. Don't spout nonsense"

Jordan knew what that response meant. His anger disappeared, leaving him with only disappointment. "How could you do this, Dad? I can't believe you get yourself a mistress

now that Mom's sick.

"Who's the little bitch? Is it that secretary of yours? I told you from the start that she's up to no good, didn't I? Is she your mistress?"

Vincent didn't say anything. His attention was focused on Madison's livestream. As he listened, he mumbled, "This can't be How could anyone have known about this?"

jordan snapped, "Stay clear if you don't want anyone to learn about it! Someone's bound to find out if you've done anything!"

"This is the Locke tally's long-lost daughter, Madison, right? Vincentasked

"Who else could it be?" Jordan didn't want to talk about other people right now. "Dad, you still haven't told me what's going on between you and that woman.

Vincent had already regained his composure. His expression turned cold. "I don't have an legitimate daughter, I'll explain everything to you after I've met Madison. And don't tell your mother about this!" jordan fell silent. Judging from the look on Vincent's face, it looked like Machison was in deep trouble. Could it really be just slander? Vincent didn't act like it was fake, though.

"War! Dad, are you heading over there right now?!

Jordan sat in the car and took some time to send a message to the gripchar

Jordan: "Madison is dead meat. My dad's heading to the Locke residence to talk to her t now.

Jordan? Maddie just doesn't know any better. Please ask Mr. Selle not to be mad at her! Jordan: "you've

lesson. Who knows what other trouble she'll cause in

guy I can't believe

today and spread rumors about Mr.Salle, she might just use all our families secrets to gamer

wurch. Most of them were against Madison's actions and in support of teaching her a lesson. After some thought, she went to

after, someone knocked on Madison's door. Madison opened it to see her father, William Locke, and Tanya standing outside. They didn't look too

like they owed Madison and wanted to make things up to her. Now, however, she'd gone and caused trouble again. William wasn't good at communicating with his children, especially with Madison,

to go say those things if you know the situation would end up like this? You... You need to stop with those Investreams. It's not like we'll let you go without

my job," Madison

voice, "Maddie, these livestreams you do are a line disgraceful if you really want to work and be popular, you can join the entertainment industry. "Ethan

before

face crumpled. She looked

so she wasn't too nice to Madison. "Maddie, don't be so hostile to Becky.

couldn't help finding Madon Josnuble. She was nothing like Rebecca, who was obedient and

wait for him downstairs. Apologize to him when he gets

was return to her room to put on a cardigan. Then, she followed

soon as the Lockes got downstairs. The father and son entered

at her and snapped, "You've got

is

"Why are you telling pardan eft, Vincent? It's all Maddie's fault, anyway. Hurry up and apologize, Maddie!" Madison sat

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fazed by her attitude. He asked, "Did anyone tell you

"Yes."

Vincent could think of-a business competitor was trying to get him where

much did they pay you?"

composure.

one paid me

with your father, Maddie, can sweep this matter under the rug, and you can come to me in the future if you're ever

that you can't accept money from just about anyone, though! Your father and I

presence. Most youngsters would feel afraid when

They had just gotten to the entrance when Madison suddenly said, "She wanted me to ask you whether you've