Chapter 11: 011. Father’s Love Child Chapter 11: 011. Father’s Love Child Editor: Henyee Translations He took the hand of the girl beside him, his discomfort evident as he turned to Elly Campbell. “Elly, this is your sister, Sophie. She’s two months younger than you.”
Elly Campbell’s indifferent expression finally shifted, showing a hint of surprise.
She had long known about James Campbell’s affair and the daughter his mistress had borne, but he had never dared to bring her home.
What was he trying to do now?
Was he planning to publicly acknowledge the love child he had?
“Are you mistaken? I don’t recall my mother having any children other than me. Where did you find this random girl? I’ve only just returned to the country, and you’re already bringing such an annoyance to irritate me. Are you doing this on purpose?”
Adam Jones had parked Elly Campbell’s car for her, and as soon as he entered the South Garden Hotel, her spiteful words hit his ears. A flash of surprise crossed his face.
However, he quickly suppressed his surprise. From the moment he had seen Elly Campbell at the entrance to the operating theatre that day, he knew that his understanding of her had been off from the very beginning.
The waiter approached him as soon as he entered, greeting him respectfully, “President Jones…”
Adam Jones subtly shook his head, his attention still focused on Elly Campbell. He had never seen the Elly who was always so well-behaved in front of him speak with such sharpness.
No, how could he have forgotten? A woman capable of such actions couldn’t possibly be as docile as he once believed.
Even though he knew she had been pretending all along in front of him, a part of him had still subconsciously believed that she genuinely loved him.
Rather than approaching her immediately, he chose to sit at a nearby table. His deep eyes, filled with an inscrutable intensity, lingered on Elly Campbell’s face.
James Campbell’s face flushed crimson from Elly’s unrepentantly sharp words. “Sophie is my daughter, so of course, she is your sister.”
His presumptuous insistence only amused Elly Campbell, her eyebrows lifting in a mocking arch that hinted at a seductive charm.
“The illegitimate daughter deserves to be called my sister? James Campbell, don’t insult my status.”
As Elly spoke, she completely ignored the girl beside her, as if she were invisible. Even with James Campbell present, Elly Campbell’s commanding presence effortlessly took control of the room.
James’s face darkened immediately. He had tolerated being called “President Campbell,” but now she was addressing him by his name—did she no longer see him as her father?
As the Chairman of Campbell Corporation, James couldn’t tolerate being mocked by his own daughter, especially in front of his youngest and most cherished one. His pride was bruised, and the tension in the room thickened.
Noticing the escalating situation, Adam Jones’s brows twitched slightly. He stood up, his gaze unwavering, and made his way toward them.
At the sound of his voice, the girl next to James couldn’t mask her surprise. She quickly turned her head, her bright eyes sparkling with a mix of curiosity and hope.
“Adam, what are you doing here?”
Adam Jones didn’t respond to her but shifted his gaze from Elly’s puzzled expression to James, his tone flat but purposeful. “Dad.”
He lowered his gaze slightly, greeting in a deep voice, his demeanor cool and distant, like that of an outsider.
James hadn’t expected Adam Jones to show up with Elly, nor did he anticipate that his youngest daughter would know him. The way they addressed each other suggested a connection that went beyond mere acquaintance.