Chapter 321

Chapter 321 It’s Our Family Tradition to Spoil Sisters Karl’s eyebrows knitted slightly, “Comic queen?”

“It’s a male.”

Hailey explained busily, smiling, “He is a generation master, very handsome!”

When he heard this, Karl’s eyebrows were relaxed. He went to the wine cabinet and got two crystal glasses, pouring the wine on them and greeting Hailey over.

“Come over and have a drink to drive away the cold.”

“Oh.”

Hailey was always obedient in front of Karl and would do whatever he wanted her to do. So, she quickly walked to the bar.

Looking at the new logo on the bottle, Hailey tilted her head and took a sip, tasting it, “Tastes good. Is this the new wine from the winery?”

Karl gave a “hmm”.

“Did you receive the wine Kyle and I sent you earlier?”

Hailey blinked her watery eyes and looked at Karl, “Have you tasted it yet? What’s the taste like?”

Karl raised his deep eyes, “Just average.”

“…”

Hailey instantly bristled, “It’s obviously very good, and you must have a problem with your tongue. Next time when Kyle and I have a glass of good wine, we will only send it to Jared, Randal, and Brook, no more to you.”

Hailey got angry and threatened Karl!

Karl took a puff of his cigarette, raised an eyebrow, and said lightly, “I have asked the winery to make thirty bottles according to that taste. Is that enough?”

Upon hearing this, Hailey changed her expression quickly and nodded her head furiously, “Enough!”

She lifted her glass and gently clinked it with the one in Karl’s hand, baring her teeth in a smile, “I knew Karl treated me the best.”

“It can’t be helped.”

Karl was full of helplessness, “It’s our family tradition to spoil sisters.”

Hailey, “Heh heh.”

Drinking some wine did drive away a lot of the chill from her body, making Hailey feel hot.

Hailey’s dark eyes became misty, her face was white and red, and the tear mole under her eyes made her look delicate and soft.

Watching Karl light up another cigarette not long after one, Hailey wrinkled her nose in discontent.

“Karl…”

She said softly and disgustingly to him, “Smoking too much is bad for your health, and you should smoke less.”

Karl raised his eyes lightly, with white smoke concealing the emotions under his eyes, then he whispered, “It’s our family tradition, so I can’t stop smoking.”

“Why do you have so many family traditions?”

Hailey grunted in discontent, “No wonder Sophia used to say that the fog over Bormintam was the smoke exhaled by the Ingram family, and it was true. I think you ever promised her you’d stop smoking.”

Karl dropped his eyes, and the long lashes above his blue eyes fluttered slightly. The sparks on the cigarette he was holding in his long fingers went off and on, just like the light under his eyes.

He didn’t say anything for a long time, as if the whole world had gone quiet.

“Yeah.”

His low, raspy voice rang out softly as his eyes fell on a painting hanging on the wall of two beautiful women.

Two angel-like women.

Hailey, twenty years old, and Sophia, twenty-five years old.

His sister, and his… wife.

Looking at that beautiful, pure, Western-Conglish face that haunted him, and those blue eyes like the sea, Karl was as sad as if he had fallen into the abyss of eternity.

“But she is gone, isn’t she?”

His muffled and mournful voice sounded like it was coming out of his heart, which was sad to hear.

“I miss Sophia.”

Hailey couldn’t take her eyes off the pretty, gentle woman in the painting, “Karl, do you miss her?”

“Mmm. All the time.”

Karl took a breath of his cigarette, “If I didn’t smoke, I wouldn’t be able to control missing her. But when I smoke, I miss her more.”

His voice was soft, “I miss her, and also miss our child.”

Hailey was saddened to see the cold tears gather in Karl’s eyes and dissipate as quickly as if they had never existed.

Her beloved sister-in-law, Karl’s wife, died five years ago.

She died with a five-month-old child in her belly.

It was a girl.

Sophia was the only love in Karl’s life.

She died to save Karl, but when she died, Karl seemed like he was also gone with her.

The Ingram family had an ancient curse that had been passed down from the last century–

“Every Mr. Ingram’s wife is to be sacrificed for the Ingram family.”

No Mrs. Ingram had ever escaped this curse.

After Sophia’s death, Karl lived a long time in confusion.

When Hailey’s mother accompanied her to visit him in Engese, she remembered Karl telling her, “I’ve been close to death countless times, but this time, I feel like it’s the closest I’ve ever been to death.”

Perhaps, his soul had already died.

It was not Karl who was alive now, but Earl Hill, Mr. Ingram.

“Karl.”

Hailey touched the corners of Karl’s eyes, “You’re getting old and you already have wrinkles.”

Karl slapped her hand away and frowned, “Go away.”

I didn’t have wrinkles.

“Don’t be sad all the time, which isn’t cool.”

Hailey said, “I’ll tell you something interesting… For example, Ryan’s daughter, the troublemaker Catherine fell in love with a playboy; Jared finally found the girl who made him cry when he was a child;

Randal was in love with the most beautiful girl in Congland; Kyle and Nick were in a relationship, and you would soon be able to attend their wedding banquet; Brook was still the same as usual…”

She kept talking, wanting to tell Karl all the embarrassing stories of her brothers.

Quietly listening to her chattering, Karl smiled and occasionally commented on it, which often hit the nail on the head.

Magic Castle hadn’t been this lively for a long time.

This girl, who grew up in his arms, finally grew up and started to know about love.

But as always, she was the sunshine for her brothers.

And Owen was able to put his mind at ease when he learned from Sofia and Matthew that Hailey had been safely picked up by Karl.

After another day and night without sleep, Owen rubbed his brow and leaned back tiredly on the couch, but smiled crookedly.

Fortunately, she was safe.It was good.

After a knock on the door, Jose came in from outside and handed a stack of printouts to Owen.

“Mr. Moore, the details of the crash of Flight Y1106 have been investigated. In general, it appears to be the result of an accident. As for whether there is a human factor, we are in the process of investigating.”

Owen took the papers and looked at them carefully, one by one, wrinkling his brow, “Is there any movement on Roger?”

“No.”

Jose, “Lucas transferred over from North City to keep Roger under guard. If the process was completed fast, I guess he’ll be escorting Roger back to T in the next few days.”

Owen’s face was somber as he asked again, “What about Eliza?”

“I’ve been sending people to keep an eye on her.”

Jose, “She went into a hotel when she arrived in Poya. I investigated and found that the hotel was owned by a relative of the chief who had bailed her out.”

He froze and said, “Last night, Mr. Lloyd went into the hotel room where Eliza was, and came out early the next morning.”

What they did all night was unknown, but they couldn’t be talking about scripts late at night.

Jose thought in his heart, but did not dare to say anything, and looked at Owen’s expression.

Owen’s face didn’t show any expression, and he just ordered in a cold voice, “Keep your men on them.”

His instincts told him that Eliza would not come to Poya simply to find her next backer.

Just why did Roger choose him as a pawn?