Not long after, a trace of ecstasy appeared on the old man’s face, and then he looked at Chloe excitedly. "It’s Hugo’s child!! It’s his, I can tell with one look, this child really looks so much like Hugo!" The expressions of everyone present changed instantly. Eleanor Hollis felt all her strength dissipate at once, her mind was filled with the sound of the old man’s joyful voice. Hugo Quinn snatched the report from her, his face full of disbelief. "How is this possible?!!" He said in shock, but the report showed that Chloe was indeed his child. His hand trembled, feeling that the surroundings suddenly became silent, also feeling Eleanor Hollis slowly distancing herself from him, he wanted to reach out to hold her, but didn’t know what to do... Eleanor Hollis felt absurd, her eyes instantly reddened. Official source ıs 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥 The old man’s joy, Hugo’s shock, and Jane Shaw’s astonishment, all their reactions seemed absurd to her. She had finally met a man she liked, but he not only had a son, now a daughter appears out of nowhere. In the entire living room, she seemed to be the only outsider. She slowly stood up, almost fleeing in panic, because she didn’t know what to do, it seemed that leaving was the best solution. Hugo Quinn had no idea how to make her stay, he was shocked himself, the report was very clear, black and white, that was his child. His hands gradually clenched, wanting to tear that report apart. "Are you really my dad?" Chloe’s innocent voice rang out, wanting to get closer but not daring, she could only stay where she was. Hugo’s voice was hoarse, unable to utter a single word, as if all his perceptions had been shattered tonight. He remembered before having a relationship with Eleanor Hollis, he had only that one encounter a few years ago, that time he was drugged, everything was unclear, he hadn’t even seen the woman in his arms clearly, and woke up to find Grace Lynch lying beside him, he knew then that the woman with him that night was Grace. Later, Grace got pregnant, he married her according to the wishes of the elder, and then they had Marcus. During those years, he was certain he only had that one encounter, so this child can’t possibly be his, there must be some mistake. But was anyone willing to believe him? The old man was already holding Chloe joyfully in his arms, and Chloe was staring at him intently. Hugo felt trapped by something, unable to move. He opened his mouth to speak, but the old man spoke first. "You see for yourself, the report says it clearly, you are father and daughter, Hugo, I don’t care how far you’ve got with Eleanor Hollis, you break up with her immediately, and marry Jane Shaw, she raised your daughter alone for so many years, you can’t fail her." Hugo’s mind was buzzing constantly, he couldn’t take in any words, he got up to chase Eleanor Hollis, but found he had no strength at all. Jane Shaw watched from the side, a trace of reluctance in her eyes, but thinking about Chloe needing a father, she slowly firmed her resolve. She was not wrong, if Hugo was indeed Chloe’s father, then he should take responsibility. "You can discuss the wedding date, if it’s difficult to decide, I’ll settle it for you, Jane, you have endured a lot over the years, Chloe is adorable, the moment I saw her, I knew she was my granddaughter." Jane Shaw had a smile on her face, in fact, she hadn’t expected this result either, initially, she was attracted to Hugo’s appearance and wealth, vaguely feeling he seemed familiar, but never thought him to be the man from that night. "Sir, I’ve indeed endured a lot, bringing up Chloe alone all these years hasn’t been easy, so for this matter, I must have an explanation." The old man nodded, this girl was pretty good, neither humble nor arrogant, she was indeed suitable for Hugo. "Rest assured, I will make sure you marry into the Quinton family, that’s settled, why don’t you and Chloe stay tonight? Get some rest here for a few days." But Jane Shaw had already stood up, pulling Chloe along. "No need, sir, I have to work tomorrow." Ever since knowing Hugo was her dad, Chloe had been staring at him without blinking. Sitting next to Hugo, Marcus finally came to his senses, if dad was marrying this woman, then what about mommy? He turned to look for Eleanor Hollis, only to find she was gone, he was shocked. "Dad, mommy is gone." He was too shocked earlier, so he hadn’t noticed Eleanor Hollis had already left. "Let’s hurry and find mommy." The old man heard this, his brow furrowed. Eleanor Hollis was truly scheming, probably brainwashing the kid when she was with Hugo, now the kid only recognized her as mommy, this wasn’t a good sign. "Marcus, that isn’t your mommy, she and your dad will break up soon, your dad will marry Jane Shaw, by then you and Chloe will be siblings." Marcus’s face turned pale instantly, feeling extremely uncomfortable inside, although he also liked Chloe as a sister, he wanted to be with mommy even more. "I don’t want to! I want mommy!!" Tears instantly flowed down his face, sitting on the sofa, he started crying. Chloe didn’t want to see him cry, wanted to comfort him, but Marcus pushed her away. Chloe was pushed almost to the ground, luckily caught by Jane Shaw, she wasn’t hurt. The old man saw this, angrily thumped his cane. "What kind of mind manipulations has Eleanor Hollis done to you! Women with ill intentions like her absolutely can’t enter the Quinton family! Hmph! I’m tired tonight, everyone leave, I will personally settle your wedding, once settled, I will inform everyone else." The old man, with the support of the butler, slowly headed upstairs. Hugo still sat on the sofa, his eyes lowered, lost in thought. Simon Quinn smiled, patting Chloe’s head, his lips curving into a smile. "Congratulations, fourth brother, on having another child, I used to think you were a man of integrity, never thought you’d have children surfacing one after another, before long, I wonder if more women will bring children to your door." He had seen quite a spectacle tonight, in great spirits. Hugo’s fists gradually clenched, then he looked at him with bloodshot eyes. That word seemed squeezed out from between his teeth. Simon Quinn touched his nose, knowing he was truly angry, he didn’t speak further, this person was pretty terrifying when angry.