Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 571 What Kind of Concern Was That?

Although Elspeth and Yozan said so, they patiently waited for the DNA test results. As expected, they were indeed

related by blood.

He held the report and clicked his tongue. "This is unbelievable; I have a half-sister from the same father and a

different mother. My dad... No, our dad is really something."

"What do you mean by 'same father and different mother'?" she asked, recalling that Cecelia had mentioned he

was adopted into the Harley Family. In addition, Elspeth had verified his identity through her own investigation.

However, Yozan saw her bewilderment and knew what she meant. Then, he explained, "I'm technically the Harley

Family's adopted son, but I'm actually their illegitimate child. My mother had an affair with Welson, and later I was

born. He never married her because he was in love with someone else, someone I suspect might be your mother."

Elspeth noticed that he didn't refer to Welson as "Dad" but by his first name instead. She could sense the pain in his

eyes, which hinted at a difficult childhood. Unsure of what to say, she asked, "Is Welson still living in Damoria?"

"Of course, he is, but what do you want to do? Do you want to go see him?" he suddenly laughed. "He doesn't even

know he has a daughter! If he knew, he might be overjoyed to find out he had a child with the woman he loved."

After hearing that, she felt slightly nervous. Aside from the circumstances of her mother's relationship with Welson,

he wouldn't easily let her go, even based on her identity. It was rumored that he had a cunning and ruthless

personality, which was why he had built such a large business empire. Whether she would be happy or cautious

depended on his own judgment.

"There's nothing much going on today; why don't you return to the Harley Residence with me?" Yozan offered,

getting ready to drive.

Elspeth shook her head and gave a slight smile. "I think I'll pass for now. I'll visit when I find a suitable opportunity."

Nevertheless, he didn't pressure her. Anyone would find it difficult to accept the sudden appearance of a father. Her

calm demeanor demonstrates her mental fortitude. Then, he shrugged and jangled the car keys in his hand. "How

about I send you back?"

"It's okay, I have my own car," she politely declined. As she walked towards her car, she suddenly felt something

was amiss. When she looked up again, a group of men in black surrounded her. The man in the suit at the front

smiled and said, "Miss Lynwood, I would like to invite you to go somewhere."

"It's okay, I have my own car," she politely declined. As she walked towards her car, she suddenly felt something

was amiss. When she looked up again, a group of men in black surrounded her. The man in the suit at the front

smiled and said, "Miss Lynwood, I would like to invite you to go somewhere."

"Who are you?" Elspeth tightly gripped the car door, contemplating the possibility of sneaking into her car while

they weren't looking. However, after a quick thought, she quickly gave up on that idea.

"You'll find out when you get there," the man said. Then, he gestured for the group to clear a path and pointed to a

black Lincoln not far away. "Miss Lynwood, please come with us."

Outnumbered, she knew there was no point in resisting. Nevertheless, the current situation suggests these men are

not necessarily bad guys. So, she slowly locked her car door and followed the man to his vehicle. Sitting in the car

filled with musky cologne, she quickly realized it was a man's car. To whom could it belong?

Suddenly, the man in front of her spoke politely and tactfully, "Miss Lynwood, I apologize for the offense caused by

this invitation method. Our employer wishes to see you immediately. We apologize for the poor hospitality."

Elspeth raised an eyebrow. "Is this related to the Harley Family?"

The man grinned, causing wrinkles to bunch up on his face. "Miss Lynwood, you truly are a smart woman."

"To plant spies around one's own son… Isn't that a bit—" The word "perverted" couldn't come out of her mouth. She

also never expected Welson to be so paranoid. She had only received the test report, and he already knew about it.

Should I applaud him for being well-informed or condemn him for being excessive in his actions?

Hearing her sarcastic tone, the man immediately explained, "Our employer is primarily concerned about his son.

It's merely a matter of being concerned, really."

Concern? What kind of concern is that? Elspeth didn't want to expose the truth and could only smile and chat with

him. "Yes, Mr. Harley… He cares about his children."

Otherwise, why would Welson get her back to the Harley Family so quickly?

As their conversation became more awkward, the driver in front couldn't help but speed up. They soon arrived at

the entrance of the Harley Residence. As she exited the car, she saw Yozan parked his vehicle nearby.

When he saw her approach, his eyes lit up. "I never thought we'd end up coming here together." After a moment's

thought, it was probably because Welson had arranged to have someone monitor him, so his excitement dimmed.

"Thanks, but I'm not very happy about it." Elspeth forced a smile at Yozan before her face returned to its usual cold

expression.

"Well, we're already here. Since he made an effort to invite you, let's meet him together." He leaned forward

slightly, his smile light. "Am I right, my dear Elspeth?"

She felt slightly uncomfortable with the term endearment but couldn't help but follow him because she didn't know

the way. Soon, the two arrived at the hall, and as they were about to enter, a cup flew out from inside and hit his

knee, spilling tea all over his leg. She could hear him grunt, but his expression remained unchanged as if he was

accustomed to such treatment.

"*sshole!" A powerful voice followed, making people shudder.

However, Yozan continued to walk straight ahead without looking around.

When they entered the reception room, Elspeth looked up at the man sitting there. He wore a white suit and looked

thin overall but had a stern demeanor. He appeared younger than most men in their fifties. The man was previously

burning with anger, but his expression changed rapidly upon seeing her. She could see surprise, confusion, joy, and

even a hint of nostalgia flash across his face.

Since she was already there, she had to lower her head and speak softly. "I'm not sure why you invited me here, Mr.

Harley. Is there something you wanted to discuss?"

At that moment, Welson was no longer focused on punishing Yozan, and his thoughts were entirely on her. "Y-You're

my daughter?" His voice trembled slightly, and it was clear he was nervous. He seemed to know about the DNA test

results.

"Yes, but also no," she replied.

After hearing that, he was stunned. "What do you mean?"