Chapter 344

Richard turned around and cast a deep gaze at Winford, who was still closely following Ophelia, a momentary complex expression on his face. He said today that he came to pick up his daughter, but he never failed to check on Ophelia's situation. Although he claimed not to recognize this niece, deep down she was his beloved sister's daughter, so for Harriet's sake, he had to take a look at her.

Originally, I had heard rumors about Winford being outside and was a bit worried about her. However, I never expected to see a scene I had never even considered. His niece, instead of being cautious in front of Winford, was actually held in the palm of that man's hand and treated like a precious gem!

As he walked outside, a cold wind blew, and Richard seemed to wake up. He asked Lenora to go to the car first. Lenora walked away, and Ophelia spoke first, “Uncle, were you here today to see me? Were you still looking after me and worrying about me?” Her eyes were sore, and she looked at Richard with tenderness.

Richard smiled faintly and said, “You are different now; you have changed a lot.” Ophelia smiled and said sincerely and apologetically, “In the past, it was all my fault; I know I was wrong. Uncle, now—” She wanted to say that she recognized him now but hesitated and changed her wording, hopefully saying, “Can I go see my grandfather now? I heard he is sick, and I’m very worried.”

Listening to her words, so different from her previous rebelliousness, Richard was somewhat surprised. But that’s all there was. Given Ophelia’s past actions, he did not believe his niece’s words. “Your grandfather was fine; there was no problem; you don’t need to worry,” he said, rejecting her.

Ophelia was somewhat unwilling, “Uncle—” Richard interrupted her, saying, “I heard that you went to the Whitaker villa yesterday to visit someone who was ill. I’m glad you’re so filial, but please don’t go there again next time.” Ophelia’s nails suddenly dug into the palm of her hand. “Uncle, what do you mean?”

The meaning was that, in the present, the Whitaker family already had Isabelle, and Ophelia should not appear again, so that Isabelle wouldn’t think about her too much. “Isabelle was an excellent child, and the entire Whitaker family was very pleased with her. They believed that in the future, she would definitely carry forward her mother’s medical skills and make the whole Dragdom, and even the whole world, aware of having such an outstanding successor to her mother!”

“I saw that Mr. Winford was kind to you, so from now on… that’s it. You should realize that Harriet’s daughter was already named Isabelle, not Ophelia.” These words were said quite heartlessly, with the intention of making her give up. Obviously, this was his purpose for coming here today. He heard that she actually went to the Whitaker’s villa on her own initiative, and he was a little upset.

Ophelia bit her lip tightly, almost to the point of drawing blood. “No!” she exclaimed, her gaze sharp and cold. “My mother only ever had one daughter, me, and her name is Ophelia, not Isabelle!”

Richard smiled and said in a gentle yet cold tone, “Ophelia, you need to face the facts. Isabelle is excellent, so excellent that even many experts in the medical field acknowledge her as the heir. But you are not.”

Ophelia took a deep breath and said, “What if I did it?”

“If you could do it, if you could be better than Isabelle, then, of course, the successor can only be you.”