Chapter 922

Chapter 922:

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As Alexis lay on the ground, Henley quickly rushed to his side, supporting his arm and back, and asked worriedly, "Father, are you okay?"

Alexis wasn't going to claim she was fine. He exaggerated his pain.

he moaned. «My chest hurts a lot. I fear that something has been damaged internally… Oh… Oh…”

Alexis groaned dramatically, and Henley joined in, pointing at Mitchel. «You really have gone too far. My father took care of you for years. How can you stand by and let your men attack him?

Mitchel's lips twisted into a mocking smile, replying, "Isn't this just getting what you deserve?"

With a cold chuckle, Mitchel looked at Henley and Alexis. «You and your father are two thieves. "He is the one who really hurt my grandfather after all these years of trust."

Unable to bear the accusation, Henley lunged at Mitchel, intending to grab him by the throat and teach him a lesson.

Surely, Henley thought, the weak Mitchel would be no match for him.

Clutching her chest and panting, Alexis restrained Henley. He thought it was better for him to just play the clown and scoundrel. He wanted Henley to retain its refined appearance.

“Unfaithful son, now that your grandfather is gone, you think you are out of control.” Alexis breathed heavily. «Okay, so be it. Today, in front of everyone, we, the Dixon family, officially cut all ties with Mitchel. Have you heard me? "Now you're on your own!"

Alexis then ordered, “Get him out of our family. Since he is behaving badly, don't blame me if I have to act harshly. Throw it out now, especially since the wedding expenses came out of our Dixon accounts.

Hearing this, Katie paled, her expression alarmed. "Alexis, you shouldn't do this!" She didn't want her wedding to become a spectacle.

Alexis feigned a broken heart. «Katie, I don't want to be harsh, but it has hurt me deeply. He shows no remorse or willingness to apologize, and he dares to slander me!

Alexis clutched her chest, seeking compassion. «I, Alexis Dixon, have lived with integrity for fifty years. You can't slander me at will. Has to…"

Mitchel interrupted Alexis' theatrical speech; his disdainful eyes. «The name Alexis Dixon. You don't deserve to use it, Mr. Darin Rayne.

The constant repetition of "Mr. Darin Rayne" echoed through the audience. Why did Mitchel persist in calling Alexis Darin Rayne?

What could it imply?

When everyone returned to focus on the stage, Mitchel clarified coldly: "As a child, you were abandoned on the street due to illness and my grandfather discovered you by chance." Noticing a slight resemblance to my biological father, my grandfather took you in.”

Later, a fortune teller warned of disasters in your life that only a family in our world could avoid. Taking pity on you, my grandfather agreed and declared you his.

When you had been in my grandfather's care for thirteen years, my parents died in a car accident. I was then a baby.

When you realized my grandfather's compassion for me, you quickly offered to take me in, saying it was for my own good, based on what another fortune teller had said.

«You only looked out for yourself and intended to use me to guarantee your position as the sole heir of the Dixon family. "I suspect your abrupt withdrawal last time was because Beuford confronted you with this truth."

Mitchel's revelation left everyone speechless. They had come to witness a lavish and routine wedding, but found themselves in the middle of a series of shocking revelations.

It turned out that Alexis was not a Dixon by blood, but an adopted son, while Mitchel was the real grandson.

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