Mr. Grant Treats Me Like a Treasure-Chapter 436 - 435: Questioning My Origins

This place lacks vitality, and though she often has the servants clean, it still feels chilly when she comes over.

Since she drove Joel Quinn and his daughter away, it has become desolate.

No, it was after Serena Sullivan left this home.

And the one who drove Serena away was her!

Thinking about the past, Claire Sullivan felt guilty again, crouching in front of Serena Sullivan, "Have your legs been feeling better these days?"

"I heard Ethan Grant is taking you abroad for treatment."

Ethan Grant has assigned his work to other shareholders and directors at The Grant Corporation, Claire Sullivan has heard some of this.

"I’m sure you’ll be able to stand up."

As Claire Sullivan spoke, her hand reached out and fell upon Serena Sullivan’s legs. As her palm moved down, she felt those slender legs atrophied from long-term lack of exercise, and tears welled up in Claire Sullivan’s eyes.

It was her, all her fault!

"I can’t stand up anymore."

Serena Sullivan pursed her lips and replied sarcastically.

Claire Sullivan raised her head in confusion and saw the cold sneer on Serena’s face, she was momentarily stunned.

"Serena, you can."

"Foreign medical technology is good." Claire Sullivan comforted, believing that Serena lacked confidence.

"I said, I can’t stand anymore." Serena replied firmly, pursing her lips, and coldly smiled at the stunned Claire Sullivan.

Claire Sullivan didn’t understand, nor could she understand.

"Mom, the car accident four years ago ruined me."

"I was driven out of The Sullivan Family, driven out of Solaria by you."

Without Claire Sullivan’s words, she wouldn’t have left Solaria overnight, let alone faced this car accident.

Ultimately, this was Claire Sullivan’s fault.

After Serena finished speaking, she quietly looked at Claire Sullivan.

"Serena!"

Claire Sullivan felt guilty inside, she tightly grasped Serena’s hand, lowering her head and crying.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!"

At this moment, saying sorry ten thousand times, a billion times, could never change the past.

"I won’t forgive you," Serena said with certainty.

Claire Sullivan’s body trembled; because of Serena’s words, her heart ached, ached deeply.

"Claire Sullivan, I want to ask you something!"

Serena’s tone cooled as she asked.

"What?"

"Serena, go ahead."

Claire Sullivan replied ingratiatingly.

She thought she’d answer whatever Serena asked, but she didn’t expect Serena to ask this question.

"Is my dad still alive?"

"No, he should be alive." Serena firmly stated, recalling what Claire Sullivan had said about her biological father.

"You said when you were pregnant with me, he didn’t want you and me."

"When I was born, he didn’t want me either."

"I’m a child nobody wants."

Serena repeated the harsh words Claire Sullivan once said.

Listening to this, Claire Sullivan felt a deep discomfort inside, she regretted it, truly regretted it; why, back then, did she have to say such hurtful things for Joel Quinn and Zoe Quinn.

"No, he loves you."

Claire Sullivan changed her tone, not wanting Serena to feel abandoned.

"You also said he has a son and a daughter and is living happily." As if ignoring Claire Sullivan’s words, Serena continued, her lips curling as she repeated, "A son and a daughter."

In her memory, there was only one man with a son and a daughter, and a beautiful gentle wife, a blissfully perfect family.

"Serena."

Claire Sullivan saw something unusual in Serena’s eyes, realizing she might already know who her father was!

"No, those were lies mom made up to deceive you."

"Your dad died a long time ago."