Chapter 193



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“Your family’s business?” Scarlett seemed to have expected what he would say. She wasn’t surprised, but her face grew colder.

“I’m not interested in your family matters. What I want to know is how exactly you plan to distribute your inheritance, since you don’t have long to live. How much do you plan to give Hayden? This child is very shy like her mother, who is ashamed to ask for anything, so as her eldest, I’m asking you now.”

When Florence passed away, twenty-five years earlier, Scarlett already detested Bentley. He was a man who had abandoned his wife, and she did not consider him a responsible man. However, Hayden was her daughter, and she should get all the money she deserved. After all, Florence was the one who had helped Bentley get his business off the ground.

The room was silent. Everyone present was also concerned about the inheritance issue as it related to them, especially Sophia and Chelsea.

“I’ve already given Hayden his share of the inheritance.” Bentley said as if he had been through a lot of hardship.

“Dad, what did you give him?” Chelsea asked Bentley impatiently.

Bentley raised his head and looked at her coldly, “I gave Green Lemon Clothing to Hayden.”

“Green Lemon Clothing?”

Chelsea didn’t even know there was such a company under the Downey Group. Just as she was about to ask Bentley what it was all about, Sofia gave her a tug and instructed her to shut up.

For she was the only one who knew that Green Lemon Clothing was nothing more than a souvenir from Bentley to Florence, which in recent years had been in financial deficit and was dependent on the main company to support itself. Giving the company to Hayden was like letting him inherit a poisoned chalice.

“Auntie.” Hayden tugged on Scarlett’s hand, “I don’t need anything else except Green Lemon Clothing, since it was my mother’s company. Let’s go.”

Hearing his words, Scarlett frowned and said, “Okay.”

“Dad, I wish you a happy and healthy life when you come back.”

Bentley didn’t raise his head to look at her, he lowered his head, thinking something. If anyone looked at him closely, his eyes were bloodshot, they looked very sad and lost.

Hayden and Scarlett walked out of the hospital side by side. They didn’t talk about what had just happened.

“Auntie, why did you come to the hospital?”.

“I came to pick up a récipe, but the doctor wasn’t in and I found out Bentley was hospitalized, so I wanted to tease him. I didn’t expect him to be discharged today. What a mess.”

“Is there such a coincidence?” Hayden asked with a grin, “Is there anyone who would dare mention my dad in front of you?”

If Scarlett didn’t take the initiative herself to check Bentley’s condition, who would have dared to mention the Downey Family in front of her?

There are no coincidences in this world, only carefully arranged meetings for someone or something.

Sophia glared at her.

“Don’t you ever speak of that again. By the way, why did you choose to inherit a crappy company instead of something else?”

“It’s my mother’s company, and the rest means nothing to me.”

“How much is the company worth? You didn’t inherit the good traits, you only inherited the bad traits from her.” Scarlett made a disgusted face, “You’ll cry if the company goes bankrupt.”

“How did my mother found the company, was it easy at first?”.

“It wasn’t easy at all!”. Scarlett curved her mouth, “Do you think she had a talent for business? At that time, your grandfather looked for many people to help her, but she sided with outsiders instead of your grandfather. I still remember when your grandfather prevented her from marrying until you came along…”.

At first they were talking quite calmly, but later they mentioned Florence’s death and the conversation became a bit depressing.

No one could describe the feeling of seeing a child die before one, unless they experienced it.

After Florence gave birth to Hayden, she hemorrhaged when she had just left the room, and it was too late to revive her. She then passed away in the arms of her best friend, Scarlett, who at the time was already her brother’s wife, and did not even have time to see her father one last time.

This incident greatly hurt Florence’s father who, of his three children, she was his darling. When Florence passed away, she was only twenty years old and still very young. How was it possible for him not to feel sad?

This incident also weakened him and eventually he could no longer care for Hayden, as he passed away from the pain of losing his daughter.

One man’s betrayal had brought tragedy to three families.

At the time. Scarlett was already more than two months pregnant and had taken many medications to become pregnant. Before she had time to inform her family of her pregnancy, her only child also died, as she followed the ambulance and ran into the hospital. From then on, she was no longer able to become pregnant.

After many years, Hayden understood the friendship between Scarlett and Florence.

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At noon, a table of scrumptious food was prepared to welcome Bentley home.

“Bentley, it was all the dishes you like to eat. Come and sit down.” Sofia helped Bentley sit in his chair. She took the chopsticks and took a bite, then set the chopsticks aside.

“What’s the matter Dad, don’t you like it?”

Chelsea was a little nervous, “If not, I’ll ask them to make you something else.”

“No need.” Bentley coughed and stood up. “I’m a little tired and want to rest. Then help me ask Mr. Lionel to come to my study.”

Looking at Bentley who looked physically unwell, Chelsea was a little taken aback. “Ah, okay.”

Then she heard a distinct sound of closing the door from the study on the second floor. The living room of the villa was silent.

Then Sophia asked the maid to clean up the flowers and plants in the corner as if nothing had happened, then she brought out a plate, bowl and spoon from the kitchen, as well as a pot of stewed soup.

“Your father hasn’t eaten anything. Bring this bowl of soup up to him.”

Sofia looked at the soup, “Mom, is this…soup?”.

“Of course it’s soup, what else could it be?”. Sofia glared at her daughter and lowered her voice, “Don’t say such nonsense at home. Bring it up quickly.”

Seeing her mother’s expression, Chelsea knew the soup wasn’t normal.

She panicked a little, “Mom, Dad’s already sick. We’re not going to…”

“Do you know why the lawyer will be here in a few minutes?” Sofia interrupted her daughter, “Your dad is going to make his will. He’s not just going to give that little company to Hayden. If we wait for him to organize everything, we won’t have anything left.”

“No. Dad won’t do that, he’s not that kind of person.”

“Do you want to go?” Sofia flashed a rare impatient look, “If you don’t want to, I’ll go myself.”

With that, she sidestepped Chelsea with her plate and went straight upstairs.

Chelsea bit her lips and was about to chase after her when she heard the sound of the doorbell ring behind her.

Michael Lionel was here.

“Is Mr. Downey in?”

“Yes.” Chelsea looked up and said curtly, “My father is upstairs and has been waiting for you for a while. You should come up now.”

Michael smiled kindly. “Okay, I know, thank you, Chelsea.”

With that, he walked toward the second floor.

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