Chapter 155
Connor’s POV
“Dad”
I turned to look at Matt who just entered my study room. I signaled him to sit on the chair in front of my table but he didn’t oblige. He stood in front of me with a straight face.
“What is it, son?”
He scoffed. “Did you know that Kelly believed that her mother was murdered and that she’s suspecting us?”
It’s nothing to be shocked about. I know that that’s why I’m doing everything to keep my family out of the hot
seat.
“I know.”
His forehead creased. “Dad, will you just let her do that?”
I chuckled. “Let her be, son. She’s just lonely. Once she realizes that she’s wrong, she’ll stop.”
“What if she won’t stop? What if she has evidence?”
That alarmed me. I clenched my jaws and I
tared at my son. “Evidence? She has evidence?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Maybe she has. That’s why she was so confident when she told me that her mother was murdered. Why?
I sucked my breath and shook my head. “Nothing. Go. I have some paperwork to finish.”
“Paperwork? I thought Kelly stole your position?”
I gritted my teeth and balled my fists under my table as I glared at the papers in front of me. “I’m consulting a lawyer regarding that matter. I will get my position back.”
“Okay. I’ll leave for a while, dad. I want to keep an eye on Kelly and make sure that she won’t harm any of us.”
I lifted my face and looked at him. “Yes, please. Tell me everything she’s doing. Make sure that she won’t notice you watching her.”
“Yes, dad. Where’s Mason, by the way?”
I rested my back on my swivel chair. “He went out. To unwind, I think.”
He nodded. I watched my son leave my study room and call someone after I made sure he’s gone.
[Hello?]
I clenched my jaws. “Are you sure all the documents are burned down?”
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I pulled myself up and walked towards the der. I checked outside and locked the door after I saw no one.
“She’s still investigating. My son is already so curious about what’s happening. Just make sure that Kelly will never find any more evidence that will prove my involvement in her mother’s death. I’m telling you, I’ll drag was with me af Kelly manages to bring me down.
(The documents are all gone, Mr. Foster. I made sure of it so you have nothing to worry about.]
“Good,” I said coldly before 1 ended the call and went out of my study room.
“Where’s Mart?” I asked the maid who’s cleaning in the living area.
“He left almost five minutes ago, Sir.”
I nodded. I don’t want my sons to find out anything, especially Matt. That kid is righteous. He will never side with me once he finds out about the truth.
***Matt’s POV
I slammed my fists on the steering wheel as I took my earbuds off and threw it on the floor of my car. My chest was moving up and down rapidly in so much anger, disappointment, and frustration.
I went to my father’s study room today and secretly installed an audio bugging device under his table. I was desperate to prove Kelly wrong, but a part of me wanted to believe her too so I put that thing in my father’s study room and…and…fck!
“What the fck, dad!” I growled and cursed continuously under my breath. He’s involved. Kelly was right. She’s right. My family has been hiding a hideous truth.
“ARGH!” I shouted again and clenched my jaws. He’s kind and I didn’t even see him commit mistake before so I didn’t expect him to be this evil
He was involved in Eva Foster’s death. His own sister. His blood. This is fcking frustrating!
I couldn’t accept it. I couldn’t! I looked up to him. He was my role model. I became successful because of him. I did everything to make him proud of me because I’m proud that he’s my father but now…I don’t know. I feel…miserable!
Instead of going to the company to watch Kelly’s move, I went to a bar. I feel like I’m going to explode. The family I’ve been trying to protect doesn’t need protection because it’s not worth protecting.
I don’t really drink but today I think I need this. I have to drown myself in alcohol or else I’d confront about what I heard. I can’t do that. I’m still…in denial.
my
dad
I ordered the hardest drink and endured the taste even if my tongue couldn’t accept it. I was gripping the glass so tight as I tried to calm myself down.
I wanna know dad’s reasons but if he did that just because of the company and grandma’s wealth… I will never accept it. He can just build his own. He doesn’t need to do that for riches. Damn it!
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My vision started becoming blurry but I can still manage. I can still drink. I was about to drink when someone sat vm the stool beside me. It was a familiar woman who ordered a hard drink before she looked at me.
He hooded eves were empty. I’ve been wondering why this woman looked like a living dead. She’s emotionless as if nothing can ever touch her heart. She’s cold as if she can never be melted by any gentleness ami kindness. She seemed full of hatred as if the world had wounded her deeply.
What are you looking at?“.
I laughed sarcastically. Why do you want to betray Kelly even when she’s treating you like her sister?”
The corner of her lips rose. Amusement danced in her eyes but it still looked empty and…dead. Why?
“I’m not a fan of dramas, Mr. Foster. If you want to convince me not to hurt your dear cousin, you can never convince me.” Her eyes were sharp, and her voice were cold in spite of its gentleness, but it got in my system.
I clenched my jaws and grabbed her waist. She looked shocked but I didn’t care. It was probably the alcohol but I found myself kissing her senselessly.
I had girlfriends…flings, but as soon as I tasted her lips, all the girls I had before felt like they weren’t a match to her.
Who is this woman? Why do I feel like…she’s someone I can never get out of my system once I let her in? She’s like a drug I couldn’t resist. Fck!
My mind went blank when she wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me back. Her lips tasted better now that she’s answering my kisses. Her lips were sweet, soft. It’s so fcking delicious and I feel like I can never get over it. Damn it!
We’re both panting when our lips parted. I looked at her with eyes drunk from the liquor and the kiss. I licked my bottom lip and panted as I looked at her wet and red lips.
I grabbed her wrist and the last thing I remember was dragging her to the VIP room and tearing her sexy dress. Everything was unclear after that because I feel like her body made me even more drunk and all I could do was kiss her and worship her body like a freaking servant.
AD