Chapter 72

"She's the youngest daughter of the Chambers family from Starlight City, Ophelia Chambers. But after moving to Maple City, she changed her name to Odette Chambers."

As soon as John finished talking, Henry's usually calm face changed.

"You mean she's Ophelia, the one who disappeared twenty-one years ago? My fourth brother Jagger Windsor's ex-fiancée?"

John nodded, fully getting why Henry looked so shocked.

Even he had needed a while to wrap his head around it when he first found out. Fate sure had a funny way of working.

"Twenty-one years ago, Ophelia moved to Maple City for reasons no one knows. She changed her name, and even her family was left in the dark. She lived there for three years before dying in a car accident. It was a real twist of fate."

John couldn't help but sigh.

Henry sat on the sofa, his handsome face blank, silent for a long time.

He still remembered his fourth brother Jagger, who was fifteen years older, grinning and saying he was finally going to marry the woman he fell in love with at first sight.

But just as Jagger had everything ready for the wedding, Ophelia vanished, like she never existed.

Now, Jagger was still single, with no woman by his side, and no plans to marry.

These days, except for holidays, Jagger spent almost all his time in his physics lab. Over the years, he had made many groundbreaking discoveries and had become the most respected physicist in Stellaria.

Henry used to hate the Ophelia he never met, thinking she had ruined Jagger's happiness.

But who would've thought he'd end up with Ophelia's daughter and have two adorable sons?

"I get it. You can go now. Don't let anyone know about this."

After a long pause, Henry finally spoke, giving John instructions.

John nodded respectfully. "Mr. Windsor, don't worry, I'll keep it confidential."

After John left, Henry got up from the sofa and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the sudden rain, his mind drifting back to twenty-one years ago.

Back then, he had visited the wedding house Jagger had prepared. Jagger, who never cared about anything other than physics, had personally overseen the design of the wedding house.

"Henry, I wonder if Ophelia will like it when she sees it. You don't know how amazing she is; even the most exquisite praises in the world wouldn't be enough for her."

Whenever Jagger mentioned Ophelia, his eyes would light up, making Henry curious about what his future sister-in-law was like.

Rumor had it that Ophelia was a paragon of grace and beauty. Although she rarely appeared in public, anyone who saw her couldn't forget her face.

But Jagger's happiness had lasted less than a month before he got the news that Ophelia had called off the engagement and disappeared.

Everyone speculated that Ophelia had eloped with her true love because she didn't want to accept her family's arrangement.

The light in Jagger's eyes had disappeared completely ever since.

Jagger was such an amazing guy, Henry couldn't wrap his head around why Ophelia would betray him.

Now, Ophelia had been dead for eighteen years.

Thinking about how Ophelia had betrayed Jagger for a loser like Arthur made Henry's eyes darken.

Arthur was just a leech living off Ophelia. After she died, he even tried to sell Zoey for his own gain. The only silver lining was that Zoey had seen through her scumbag father and wouldn't let him manipulate her.

As the sky grew darker, Henry made up his mind.

Zoey was in the kitchen, cooking a few dishes and chatting with Claire.

"Even though the Southside project is a done deal, do you think your dad will just hand over the management rights to you?" Claire asked, her concern evident.

Zoey smiled coolly. "Of course, it won't be that easy. But I've got something on him. Unless he wants to lose everything, he'll have to give up the CEO position to me."

Claire nodded. "He might think you're his daughter and won't actually hand the evidence over to the police. Plus, I checked the evidence. The main culprits are your stepmother's brother Bobby Miller and her nephew Derek. If your dad spends enough money, he can clear his name. His reputation might take a hit, though."

Claire was right, and Zoey knew it.

Arthur was a sly guy who knew how to dodge responsibility when doing shady stuff.

That's why Amelia had only threatened to expose him online.

If they handed it over to the police, Arthur had ways to dodge legal trouble and could even pin it all on Bobby, claiming he knew nothing.

But if it went viral online, it could spark public outrage and hurt the company the most.

Thinking about this, Zoey's eyes darkened a bit.

"Anyway, I need to get the management rights back first."

Claire gave her a supportive smile. "I'm with you."

After Zoey finished cooking, she asked Gabriel and Travis to call Henry for dinner.

Five minutes later, Henry walked in, carrying a happily shouting Travis and a silently helpless Gabriel.

"Henry, my mom made beef stew today. It's delicious. You should eat a lot," Travis said, wiping his mouth with his hand, clearly excited about the beef stew.

Gabriel looked at him with disdain. "You're almost three years old. How can you not control your drooling? Don't say you're my brother when we're out. It's embarrassing."

Travis made a face at Gabriel. "I'm still a kid at three. Our neighbors in Zephyria are eight years old and still drool when they see candy."

Then Travis turned to Henry, "Henry, you must have drooled when you were three, right?"

Henry said, "I stopped drooling when I was one."

Travis snorted and patted Henry's shoulder with his chubby hand. "You're lying. Lying is bad."

Henry looked helpless, never imagining he'd be discussing this.

If Travis wasn't his son, he wouldn't even bother responding.

And he wasn't lying; that's what his parents had told him.