The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 636 Not My Father, Thanks

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Tessa had kind of forgotten exactly how much Victor had told her about the current leader of the Ashen

Pact.

What she did know, though, was that this person wasn’t exactly a friend to her mother.

So when Tessa asked about the current person in charge of the Ashen Pact, an inscrutable expression flickered across Victor’s face.

“If we’re talking about the current leader,” he said, “then things get a little… interesting.”

Tessa was stunned. Interesting?

Victor continued, “For years, the identity of the current leader’s been a mystery. But now I’ve gotten a few leads, it’s probably Dan.”

The Ashen Pact had grown stronger by the day; they couldn’t afford to let their guard down.

“But then again… maybe not.”

No previous leader had ever been this secretive. Why the secrecy now?

Whatever reason lay behind it, it was anyone’s guess.

Tessa asked, “So by your logic, is it possible the current leader’s just a puppet?”

Victor shook his head. “Unlikely. Your father, Dale, doesn’t have the ability to control a puppet leader.”

Whoever this person was, their rise to power had made a very real impact; the world had taken notice.

At the mention of Dale, Tessa’s face instantly darkened. “He’s not my father.”

Father? As far as Tessa was concerned, she didn’t have a father like that.

Victor saw the sudden shift in her expression and chuckled, reaching out to feel her forehead. “Still a little warm. Let’s head back.”

The wind outside was chilly today.

in it

back–only to take two steps

a brow, “What is

leg, it’s

sore, and after standing out here training for hours,

Victor muttered, “Troublesome.”

the next second he scooped

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In Victor’s arms, she really did

testing it. “Have I not been

Tessa blinked. “Huh?“>

as much as a

silent. Did he seriously

true I

Finished

Victor, there had been all sorts of chaos–starting with the fact that she didn’t know how to

beginning, she barely managed one meal a day, if

meals, not pig slop–it wasn’t like she could fatten Tessa

down and gave her a sidelong

been nothing but one

just telling the truth,” Tessa said. “Wasn’t it all over

was the first time in years

curled into

be enjoying

her straight into the bedroom.

doctor had said her fever was

So delicate. Victor thought.

left

of applying medicine, Tessa’s face turned

raised an eyebrow. “What are

it so matter–of–factly, did he think things like that could just happen

how it had all started as part of their “deal,” her eyes turned

She looked completely miserable

frowned. “What’s with

in the blanket. Her

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