Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1483 - 1486: Unqualified to Stand in the Position of Coldwell’s Descendants (Additional - 6)

Chapter 1483: Chapter 1486: Unqualified to Stand in the Position of Coldwell’s Descendants (Additional Chapter 6)

Frank Chamberlain was terrified and bewildered.

He knew that at times like these, one must stay calm.

But he couldn’t help himself, he couldn’t control his urge to question Charles Coldwell.

He had just degraded himself, by kneeling in front of Hannah Coldwell in front of everyone.

He had placed all his chips on Hannah Coldwell.

"Marshal Coldwell, why on earth would you do this? Hannah, she’s your daughter, your daughter... How could you do this to her..."

"Mr. President, there’s no need to rush, I have my reasons."

Charles Coldwell clapped his hands, and Uncle Williams, along with some soldiers, brought the heavily bleeding Hannah Ford, lifting her from the crowd and dragging her to Charles Coldwell.

Bright red blood flowed down Hannah Ford’s legs, leaving long trails of blood on the ground.

The intense smell of blood was nauseating.

Hannah Ford was almost unconscious from the pain, covering her broken nose, sobbing and murmuring something inaudible.

Blood kept flowing continuously, unstoppable, and no one stepped forward to stop it.

Charles Coldwell didn’t speak, and no one dared to care about Hannah Ford’s life or death.

The soldiers forced Hannah Ford to kneel before Charles Coldwell.

Charles Coldwell’s cold gaze was unfathomable.

No one could guess what he was thinking.

To be so harsh on his own daughter, how terrifying could this man be?

Everyone watched Charles Coldwell, waiting for his explanation.

Unexpectedly, Charles Coldwell didn’t even glance at Hannah Ford but instead turned to look at Theodore Lucas.

"Aren’t you asking me why I would hold a banquet for an illegitimate child if I dislike them? Look, this is my answer. I can do this, Mr. Lucas, would you dare?"

His purpose for the banquet was not to restore the honor of the illegitimate daughter.

The purpose of his banquet was merely to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

"You... Charles Coldwell, you are insane!" Theodore Lucas narrowed his eyes, unable to believe that the man before him could actually treat his daughter like this.

"She is your daughter, are you even human anymore, how could you harm your own daughter?!"

Theodore Lucas’s questioning at this moment came from his heart.

Whether it was for his preference of illegitimate children or for the alliance with Frank Chamberlain, he had to speak up for Hannah Ford.

"Who told you that she is my daughter?"

"She, of course, is. You both have done the DNA test!"

Once Charles Coldwell met Hannah Ford, they did a DNA test, which confirmed her identity.

"Mr. Lucas, your reach is quite long, even knowing that we’ve done a DNA test. But did you know that I never did the DNA test with her, and that the so-called results are just fabricated data?"

"Do you also know that her changing from Hannah Ford to Hannah Coldwell was also something I deliberately orchestrated?"

"And are you aware that the thing I despise most in my life is illegitimate children. Hers... was just a pawn to scare the others."

"Pawn...?" Even a cunning man like Theodore Lucas felt at this moment that his mind was no longer sufficient.

"Yes, a pawn. A pawn set for everyone to see." Charles Coldwell, his lips curled up, finally let his indifferent gaze fall on Hannah Ford.

"With her, those restless illegitimate children of mine would cast aside their unrealistic aspirations. This girl is their mentor for adverse outcomes. I want them to understand that in Coldwell’s family, aside from Richard Coldwell, nobody else has any right to claim the position as a descendant of the Coldwell family."

Not recognized, not accepted.

Do not delude yourself with hopes of obtaining any recognition or status from him.

[Author’s Note] 10 Chapters completed, added 2 more Chapters today, the previous 6 Chapters owed have 4 more Chapters left to update. Sorry to keep you waiting, we will continue tomorrow night, I’m going to sleep! We will continue to torment the scum tomorrow.