Chapter 1277

Celena stopped in the middle of her tracks and whipped around to stare at Liam. "Why, Liam? Why had Grandpa refused to believe me even when I was able to produce such concrete evidence?"

Liam could not help but sigh when he saw how anguished Celena looked at this. He patted Celena's head gently, a feeble attempt at reassurance, but it only seemed to make her even more upset. She could feel tears brimming in her eyes, threatening to fall at any second. Eager to distract herself, she craned around to stare at Liam in determination as though demanding an answer. "Liam, why do you think that's the case?"

Liam was pained to see the defiant look on her face, but he composed himself and replied earnestly, "Celena, this has nothing to do with the evidence you provided. It's simply because your father is the eldest son, the patriarch of the family. Your grandfather had raised him as a successor, a leader to take over the family empire once your grandfather had passed. In a way, he has become