Chapter 171: Timothy is Catherine's Great-Uncle!
Timothy got angry on the spot when he heard this.
"Sick? We didn't hear about him having any illness when he came in. How did he suddenly get sick?"
Timothy wasn't really concerned about Jacob's safety. The main issue was that just a second ago he had promised Catherine she could see him, and now they were saying something happened to Jacob. This made it look like he did it on purpose!
Sure enough, Catherine glanced at Timothy casually and sighed while looking at her bracelet.
"Grandma, this is your friend? If you don't want to agree, fine. But since you already agreed, why pull this stunt? It's pointless."
Her tone was full of disdain and mockery. To Timothy's ears, it was completely mocking him!
But Timothy didn't seem angry at all.
He slapped his subordinate. "Explain clearly, what exactly happened!"
"We just went to Jacob's cell to get him and found him passed out. He's been sent to the medical room for emergency treatment now."
Timothy waved his hand.
"Wake him up. If that doesn't work, cut him a few times to wake him up with pain. Let Catherine ask what she wants to know, then let him die. He could die any time, but he has to pick this moment!"
"Yes!"
Timothy rubbed his hands and looked at Catherine, his face showing a hint of flattery that even he hadn't noticed!
"What's your name? This really wasn't arranged by me! You have to believe me! Do you have any other photos of your grandma? Any videos? Let me see them?"
Catherine lifted her chin slightly, looking at the fierce-looking Timothy with pride.
"My name is Catherine. Weren't you still thinking about finding someone to kill me? Why are you pretending you don't know now?"
Timothy laughed awkwardly.
"What a good name, worthy of being chosen by Elodie. Good, good. I was looking for someone to kill you because I didn't know you were raised by Elodie, right?"
Catherine looked at Timothy coldly.
"You've also tried to have my grandfather killed many times. No one from the Windsor family can enter Ironclad Jail, or they die - that was your order, wasn't it?"
Years ago, when George was working as a doctor without borders near the border, he nearly died near Ironclad Jail several times!
The only person who could give orders in this area was Timothy standing before her.
"The Windsor family people? that's because Marcus deserved to die! If he hadn't let Elodie down and married another woman, would Elodie have lived so miserably? Why should Marcus have children and grandchildren? Everyone in the Windsor family should be buried with Elodie!"
Timothy got more and more worked up as he spoke, his eyes flashing with fierce, cold darkness. His words were full of hatred, as if he wanted to go to Stellara himself to kill Marcus!
Timothy glanced at Alexander and said casually, "If Felix wasn't Elodie's friend, you think you could interfere in my territory?"
Alexander put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, pulling her closer to him.
"Timothy, Catherine is my fiancée and Elodie's biological granddaughter. The person you almost killed before is also Elodie's biological grandson. By blood, Catherine should call you great-uncle."
Great-uncle?
Catherine is Elodie's biological granddaughter?
Timothy was completely stunned when he heard this title.
His eyes lit up looking at Catherine. He walked right up to her, his eyes full of hope and disbelief.
"You're Elodie's biological granddaughter? Then Bethany is Elodie's child?"
Catherine nodded coldly.
"So what? Last night my grandma came to me in a dream asking how I was doing. I told her you almost killed my grandfather and my brother, and wanted to kill me too!"
Timothy panicked!
"No, no, Elodie, these were all accidents. I didn't know they were all your children. Marcus doesn't matter, he can die for all I care. Thank goodness the children are okay."
At this point, Timothy suddenly turned to look at his subordinate.
"Who cut George last time? Throw him to the sharks! You dared to touch Elodie's grandson!"
Catherine said with contempt, "Would they dare if you didn't order it?"
The injury on George's arm only happened because Timothy authorized it.
Catherine tilted her head and looked at Timothy.
"George is a surgeon. If that cut affects his ability to operate in the future, my grandma would definitely be sad."
Cold sweat broke out on Timothy's forehead.
"I didn't know, I really didn't know. This wasn't arranged by me, you have to believe me!"
Catherine sneered, her eyes clearly saying she didn't believe him at all.
Timothy knew it was too late to say anything now, so he simply stopped explaining about the past.
After all, it was true that he wanted to kill Marcus's entire family.
Timothy turned and took down a book from his bookshelf, opened it like a treasure, took out a photo and handed it to Catherine.
The black and white photo was old. The woman in the photo had beautiful features and a gentle manner. The man beside her was tall and strong, with a prominent scar on his face.
There was a line of text on the back.
[From Elodie to Timothy.]
Timothy's eyes showed some nostalgia.
"Your grandma was my real sister. I just took my teacher's surname Wallace, while she took her teacher's surname Smith. All these years I've wanted to avenge your grandma. Marcus deceived your grandma - shouldn't he die? Why should they live happily ever after while Elodie died so early!"
Catherine looked at the young Elodie in the photo - composed, elegant, with an air of learning.
Elodie seemed to have many things she hadn't told her. What were they exactly?
Timothy's teacher was undoubtedly the previous leader of Ironclad Jail, but who was Elodie's teacher?
Catherine suppressed her doubts and handed Timothy a document.
It was a DNA report she had prepared in advance showing her relationship with Elodie. Someone like Timothy would be more willing to believe something he could see with his own eyes.
Sure enough, when he saw the paternity test report showing Bethany and Elodie were a complete match, Timothy's eyes were full of regret and self-blame!
"Thank goodness I missed last time! Otherwise Elodie would have killed me!"
Catherine's expression still didn't look good as she looked at Timothy.
"What was going through your mind when you insisted I kill my grandfather?"
If she remembered correctly, Timothy had originally posted an order on the dark web specifically requesting that Blackfire kill Marcus.
Did he want to watch the Windsor family kill each other?
Timothy knew this was a huge misunderstanding and quickly explained.
"No, no, I didn't know you were Blackfire at that time. I asked you to do it only because I knew Alexander definitely wouldn't take the job."
Catherine sneered, "I don't believe a word you say!"
Timothy felt embarrassed himself.
Who told him to do so many inexplicable things? But it was all because he was single-mindedly trying to avenge Elodie!
"It's all my fault. Don't be angry. Can I call you Catherine?"
Catherine shook her head coldly, refusing without mercy.
Timothy knew she was still holding a grudge about him going after the Windsor family. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
This joke had gone too far, and Catherine's personality was just as stubborn as Elodie's.
"I'll take you to see Jacob! Don't worry, I'll make sure he tells you everything he should and shouldn't say!"