Chapter 337: Chapter 337



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Charles White was speechless as his reason seemed to make sense.

“But as a son, if I am indifferent to the harm you have suffered, won’t you feel that I have no heart?” The reason he was so obsessed with revenge was because Nathan White had raised him and given the White Family to him, who had no kinship.

He was grateful, but in the meantime he was heartbroken that a loving man had lost his lover and was still being tortured. He felt it was unfair.

Even though he knew that B-town was not his territory, he still wanted justice for Nathan’s past.

Victoria Forbis looked at Charles for a long time and had to admit that he was right. If a person could be indifferent when the person they cared about was hurt, then they were definitely cold-blooded.

“I’ve finished what I can say. I have no reason to stop you if you insist. This is B City, not White City and now they are exposed while you are hiding. After this affair, I’m afraid you won’t be quiet in the future.”

Charles understood well that this time it was he who had planned this traffic accident, for Jeffery Harris and Matthew Nelson did not know that he had come to B City. Once either of them knew his identity, it would be difficult for him to make a move again.

His gaze turned deep, “I can’t afford to have regrets.”

Victoria could see that he had made up his mind. She could not convince him with a word or two, but could only let him do it.

The only thing she could do was to hold him back after the thing was unmasked for Nathan’s sake.

He stood up, “I should go now.”

He didn’t move and didn’t say anything.

She turned the handle and was about to open the door when Charles called out to her, “My foster father expects me to marry your daughter.” She stopped and looked back at him.

At the same time, he turned his wheelchair toward her.

“You have had a son and I would like to know where your son is now. If it is a woman, I would like to follow my adoptive father’s last wish and marry your daughter.”

Her fingers holding the handle were still clenched, “I have not given birth to a son…”

“Impossible!” He said flatly. If Victoria had not given birth, how could Nathan propose his desire to marry her daughter?

There was only one answer: he knew she was pregnant, but he didn’t know if she was carrying a boy or a girl. He thought she might be expecting a girl because only a girl could marry him, so he left her his last wish.

She panicked for a moment and quickly calmed down, “I married into the Nelson Family later and have never given birth in my life.”

Charles looked at her sharply and affirmed her guess, “Matthew is your son.”

Her heart sank, “Do you have proof?”

“No, I can’t find out what happened then, but there’s something you can’t fake, like why would my adoptive father give you away? He could have remained a bachelor all his life for you. What was the reason that made him give you up? The reason was simple, because you had a child with another man and he had to let it go, even if it was reluctantly and even if it hurt his heart. He could only let him go because he knew how important a son was to a mother. She may not love the man who got her pregnant at the time, but she would have stayed for the sake of the child…”

“I don’t want to hear that speculation again!” She interrupted him, “Go back to White City.”

“Forgive me for being unreasonable.” He apologized, “Since I have come, I will not go easily. Even if I do, it will be after I have served my purpose.”

He could be sure of his suspicion as he watched her evasion, but what he lacked now was proof.

If he could find proof that Matthew was Victoria’s son, then it would be easy to deal with Jeffery again and he might even be able to get an assistant. After all, she too had been incarcerated for six years.

She stared at him. For Nathan’s sake, she wanted him to get out of B-town unscathed, but if he insisted on getting into her mess, she could not consent.

She would never tolerate anyone revealing this secret, for she knew very well who would be hurt the most if this secret got out.

“Don’t blame me for not warning you. If I find out that you are investigating the affairs of the past, I will not let you go even if you are not Nathan’s adopted son.” After saying this, she opened the door and went out.

He had come to see Charles without telling anyone, so he did not use the car from home, but took a cab to come here and stopped the cab at the entrance of the hotel to go home.

Dolores Flores was eating dinner that Coral had prepared especially for her. Matthew had instructed her to make something to nourish her body, saying she was in poor health.

Coral had specially prepared a sea cucumber soup without putting anything in it, so it didn’t have much flavor.

The sea cucumbers were whole and looked a little spooky.

He poured three or four sea cucumbers into her bowl, “It contains iron, vitamin B and folic acid which help nourish the blood.” He approached her and said with a smile, “I heard that eating sea cucumber is good for beauty and skin care.” Although Dolores was pretty now, she still had to keep it nice.

Dolores scooped it up with a spoon, “I can’t finish it either as it’s too much.”

“You have to finish it. Young Master said you were in poor health, so he asked me to prepare it especially for you.”

This kind of sea cucumber was not the artificially grown ones in the market, but pure wild ones that are all more than eight years old. As we know, sea cucumbers have a long growing period and the wild ones are caught by the fishermen themselves who go to sea. They usually mature between five and nine years. If the fishermen get a sea cucumber that is less than five years old, they put it back into the sea and let it continue to grow.”

Farmed sea cucumbers matured once a year and you could tell by the age, as the effect of a one-year-old sea cucumber and a multiyear-old sea cucumber was not the same.

In addition, wild sea cucumbers grew naturally on the seabed, eating algae and shells from the bottom. Various essences accumulated in their bodies over a long period of time, so they were rich in nutrients.

In contrast, farmed sea cucumbers were fed with artificial measures and matured within a year, which was not good for the human body and there were even many hormones that were harmful to our body.

As their price was high, there were not many wild sea cucumbers left after being caught in large quantities and most of them in the market were artificially cultivated.

Those that were older and purely wild were few.

Could he refuse this goodwill?

Even if it was bad, she ate it.

Victoria listened to what Coral said as she entered the house, then lowered her eyes and hung up her coat.

Actually, she should be glad that Matthew was treating Dolores well, but she still felt a little envious and jealous.

He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment.

She came in, “Why are you eating at this hour?”

She had left early in the morning and didn’t know that Dolores was up late.

Dolores put her head down, “I went to bed late last night to draw a design, so I got up a little late.”

Victoria didn’t think much of it because she was thinking something in her mind. She looked at Coral, “You can go.”

Coral understood, “There’s no food at home, I’ll go to the supermarket now.” As she said, she untied her apron and left the room.

Another maid watched the workmen trimming the vegetation and lawn outside. This happened every month, as those flowers and plants grew shapelessly without being trimmed.

Dolores put the spoon down in her hand, “Have you seen Charles?”.

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