NovelEnglishSeeing the determination in Layla's eyes, Hayden simply said, "good luck." Meanwhile, Cole stood in front of the office window and watched as the neon lights lit up the city. The bustling night view outside signaled the start of the night life.
Had it been any time before, he would have left the office and headed out to enjoy the night scene; but today, he wasn't in the mood.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had been forced into bankruptcy by his own uncle and would be bearing a tremendous amount of debt.
He did regret what he had done, but mostly, he resented it all.
He had been leading a comfortable life as Elliot's nephew, and yet, it was as easy as killing a bug for Elliot to crush him.
For the past few days, Cole watched his own father called Elliot countless times, begging for mercy in order to salvage the situation. His father had hoped that Elliot would forgive him for the sake of their kinship, but Elliot would either refuse the call or transfer the call to his assistant.
‘Elliot is merciless! My own mother had already died and | just want to live my life in peace. Why do | have to bear such a high debt? It's worse than killing me," he thought.
An unknown period of time had passed before the door was opened and Henry stepped in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Leave now! Starting tomorrow, this will no longer be your company,” Henry said coldly, "your uncle might be ruthless, but you are ungrateful! | wouldn't have been affected if you weren't my son, and | wouldn't have to clean up after a murderer like you!" "Dad, | know that I've made terrible mistakes, but it's already happened. What's the point of scolding me now?" Cole turned around to face his father. "I am on the wrong path because you fail at parenting.” Henry's lips trembled as he was rendered speechless.
The two left the company and returned home with red eyes.
The servants served dinner at the table, but Henry had no appetite. He only felt like drinking.
"Let's sell this mansion! This is the only property I own that's worth something. Sell the mansion and clear your debt. After that you are no longer my concern," Henry said as he poured wine into his own glass.
"| don't want to sell the mansion," Cole said with a lump in his throat, "if we sell this mansion, where are we going to live? | am not married yet. Without a house, how am | supposed to get a wife?" "You are still thinking about getting a wife right now?!" "If | don't get a wife, that means the end to your legacy.” Cole drank a whole glass of wine QIT? asked, "Dad, you are Elliot's father. Don't you have anything that you can hold against him?" "Hold against him?" Henry was stunned for a moment. "I might be his older brother, but we are too far apart in age so | haven't a clue about his business.” "I'm not talking about business. | mean his private life... | heard that he was the one who killed Grandpa,” Cole lowered his voice and continued, "Dad, you must know something about this, right? Why haven't you ever mentioned it to me? If it wasn't for someone to come to me about this..." "Who came to you? Who told you that?!" Henry's eyes widened in shock. "Bringing your uncle down doesn't benefit us in any way!" "But what if someone is willing to pay my debt for me? Dad, | will never agree to selling the old Foster mansion. The market value of this place will only go up in the future,” Cole said in a calculative tone," have you heard of Charlie before? He used to be Elliot's classmate, and he is also Elliot's competitor.” Instantly, Henry's eyes were filled with complex emotions.
He, too, wanted to keep the old Foster mansion, but it was never a good thing to betray his family with scandal. If his mother was still alive, she would have a heart attack.
"Dad, | don't know what's there to think about. Elliot has left us with no choice. Will keeping his secret do you any good? Right now, all | want is money!" A stream of tears scrolled down Henry's cheek. "Your grandfather was, indeed, killed by your uncle. Your uncle came close to being thrown into juvenile jail. In order to protect him from it, your grandmother found a psychologist and forged a document stating that Elliot was psychologically disabled."
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