Be found it unbelievable after hearing the story.
Christopher had always been gentle and graceful. How could he do something so vicious? He could
have hired someone to handle it if he
wanted to deal with Charles. With Christopher’s status, why would he
need to do it himself?
Be steadied herself and said seriously, “Mr. Charles, this is not a
small matter. You need evidence. Furthermore, you should tell this to
Uncle Lance and the police, not me.”
“Ms. Thompson, you saved me. You’re my savior! How heartless
must I be to watch you jump into a hellhole?”
Charles’ gaze was anxious and sincere. “I know Charles is pursuing
you, and you are quite close with him. I’m afraid you couldn’t see his
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true colors and were deceived by him! That brat has been psych
since he was young! That gentleman’s act is only his disguise. In
he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing! He is only pursuing you to use family background to his advantage. He
doesn’t really care about
you!”
Even though Christopher was not a good man, Charles was not muc
different. After all, he was the mastermind behind the ident at the
racecourse.
Charles knew Christopher wanted to avenge Be, and his psychotic
nature made him handle things himself to gain satisfaction.
Now that Charles was disabled, he was certain that his marriage to
Be was off the table.
Since he could not have her, that scoundrel would not have it easy
either. Charles wanted to tear his disguise apart.
Walking out of the ward, Be seemed deep in thought.
The Iversons gathered at the door, stepping forward to ask her about the situation. She answered
earnestly, but her eyes flickered, showing
that her mind was somewhere else.
At this moment, Be noticed Christopher standing in the corner.
She pursed her lips and walked toward him.
“Be, thanks for your hard work.” Christopher straightened his back, which was leaning against the
wall, and smiled at her.
He was as warm as the sun, not at all like the vicious monster in
Charles’ description.
“Chris, can I talk to you alone?” Be’s tone was natural, but her
expression was solemn.
“Sure.”
Watching them leave, Lance nodded in satisfaction.
“James, do you also think Christopher and Be look like a good
match?”
James asked in a low voice, “Dad, are you really giving up on Charles?”
“With the current situation, is it still possible to let Be marry
Charles?”
Lance nced at Christopher’s back with a meaningful gaze. “They were
childhood friends, which makes them closer. If they could make
it work, that wouldn’t be bad. Although I’m dissatisfied with
Christopher, he’s still my son.”
James’ face darkened behind Lance when he heard this.
In a cafe across the street from the hospital, Be and Christopher sat facing each other. Christopher
considerately ordered a strawberry
shortcake for Be, afraid she would be hungry from working all
morning.
“Dig in. You’ve always had a good appetite, and you love
strawberries.”
“Chris, do you consider me a friend?” Be suddenly interrupted.
Christopher’s eyshes fluttered. “Of course. Apart from my mother, you are the person I cherish the
most.”
“Then I want to hear the truth from you.”
Be took a deep breath. “Do you have anything to do with Charles’
ident?”
“Did Charles tell you that?” Christopher’s grip on his coffee cup
tightened.
“I this.”
have my reasons for askin
“If I say no, would you believe me?”
Christopher slowly raised his eyes, revealing a hint of sadness. “You
asked so because you suspect me. You’re questioning my character.
In your heart, am I less trustworthy than Charles?”
Be looked at him in a daze.
At this moment, she thought of Justin. That man had once
hysterically questioned her, “Why won’t you give me a little trust?”