Chapter 558 Traitor
Chapter 558 Traitor
Hit by the huge surprise, Dylan felt dizzy and weak in his legs. He even almost fainted.
The chief inspector saw him swaying and quickly reached out to support him. "Mr. Hahn, are you okay?"
"I'm fine… I'm fine!" Dylan staggered a few steps and rushed to Edmund, grabbing his wrist. "My son! Did you hear that? You are my son!"
After searching for his son, whom he had yearned for and dreamt of for so long, he finally found his son!
The chief inspector looked at Edmund with envy.
Hahn Corporation was a well-known industrial group in Dusktown, and Dylan was worth millions. Moreover, Dylan only had two daughters and no son.
But that was in the past. Dylan had a son now.
As Dylan's only son, Edmund would inherit everything from Dylan a hundred years later.
This was a real-life version of the frog turning into a prince!
This result was expected by Edmund.
Because of that, Edmund was not as excited as Dylan.
He gently pushed Dylan away. "Let's find a quiet place to talk, shall we?"
"Okay, okay!" Dylan stared at Edmund, unable to take his eyes off him.
This was his son!
The continuation of his and his wife's bloodline.
For so many years, he had lost his appetite and sleep, often dreaming of his wife crying and scolding him for being useless as he couldn't protect even their own son.
He felt guilty and exhausted, and his only wish in his heart was to find his son in this lifetime.
Heaven had finally shown mercy; he had finally found his son!
He stared at Edmund, his eyes moist, and he mumbled a few words of thanks to the chief inspector before leaving the paternity testing center with Edmund.
The two of them went to a nearby coffee shop and booked a private room.
After sitting down, Dylan couldn't wait to say, "Son, come home with me! I have been looking for you for over 20 years, and now that I've finally found you. You should stay by my side. Everything I have is yours!"
"I told you," Edmund said calmly. "I don't want to acknowledge you as my father."
"Is it because I didn't find you in time back then?" Dylan asked anxiously. "Son, you can look into it. I never gave up on you! Although I couldn't convince your grandmother, I swear I never gave up on you! Since the day I found out you were missing, I never gave up searching for you. Not even for a day!"
"Then, why couldn't you find me?" The corners of Edmund's mouth curled. "See, it's been so many years, and my colleagues easily found out the truth. Why couldn't you find me?"
Dylan was stunned for a moment and murmured, "Your grandmother sent you to relatives... At first, your grandmother refused to tell me who she sent you to... I immediately found that family when she told me later. But they said that after they adopted you, they soon had their own child and couldn't afford to raise two children, so they gave you away. When I asked them who they gave you to, they said they gave you to a middleman. The family who adopted you didn't want you to have any contact with your biological parents, so they didn't tell the middleman their real names. The clue ended there..."
He suddenly slammed the table. "I didn't expect them to lie!"
After he saw the information Edmund gave him, he knew that their relatives had lied.
His son wasn't given away by them; he was sold by them!
Because his son was sold by them, he went to their house to ask them where Edmund was. However, they lied to him, saying that his son was taken away by the middleman and that they didn't know his whereabouts.
Because they were his relatives and acted honestly, he actually believed their words.
If he had realized earlier that he was being deceived by them and found the Zappa Family, or if he had obtained his son's childhood photos, he might have found his biological son long ago!
"Those despicable bunch!" Anger burned in his eyes. "I won't let them get away with it!"
Since they had decided to adopt his son, they should take good care of him. However, not only did they not want to raise his son the moment they had their own child, but they even sold him as a tool for making money.
And not only did they sell his son, but when he went to ask, they lied and made him miss the opportunity to find his son. They simply went too far.
He wouldn't let them off!
Because of his son, they made so much money back then. In the future, he would make them pay back a hundredfold or a thousandfold!
Edmund chuckled lightly. "My colleague also told me some information. I didn't print it out, but I think I should tell you."
Dylan immediately asked, "What is it?"
Edmund responded with a question, "Have you spent a lot of money hiring private detectives over these years?"
"Yes." Dylan nodded. "Since the day you went missing, I never gave up searching for you. Over the years, I've hired numerous private detectives. They searched for you every single day you were
missing!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Edmund's lips. "Well, your wife spent much more money than you did."
"My wife?" Dylan paused before asking, uncertain, "You mean... Regina?"
His second wife was Regina Daniels.
"Yes." Edmund nodded. "Have you never wondered why you couldn't find anything even after you spent so much money to hire so many private detectives?"
Dylan furrowed his brows, looking at him thoughtfully. "Are you suggesting..."
Edmund didn't answer directly. Instead, he opened his chat with Martin and handed his phone to Dylan for him to see it himself.
After reading it, Dylan was thunderstruck.
After a long time, he murmured, "So, that's how it is... This is what happened..."
No wonder he couldn't find his son even though he spent so much money and hired so many private investigators. It turned out that Regina was behind it all!
On the one hand, he spent money to hire private investigators to work for him, and on the other hand, Regina spent even more money to make sure the private investigators didn't work for him.
They were a couple, and Regina's conditions were simple. She didn't ask the private investigators to do anything outrageous; she just wanted them to do nothing.
From beginning to end, he hired so many private investigators, but not a single one followed professional ethics. They were all bought by Regina with money!
No.
That's not right.
He had a bad relationship with Regina. They barely spoke to each other in a year. How did Regina know about the private investigators he hired?
He suddenly looked at Edmund and asked, "Did someone bribe your colleagues?"
Edmund shook his head. "No."
After a pause, he continued, "Anyone who tries to bribe my colleagues would end up very disappointed."
As employees of Mansion, they wouldn't compromise their professional ethics for money.
Dylan muttered, "I know now... It's that b*stard Gary. That traitor!"
In an instant, he was both burning with anger and torn apart inside. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.