Chapter 121 Stop using her

Chapter 121 Stop using her
Christian's POV.

“How did you find out about that?” I asked him with my gaze darkened.

This wasn't where we were supposed to have the discussion.

Scarlett was right here and I wouldn't want her to find out.

It was getting more clearer to me that she was still going to find out about everything we did.

It has never bothered me but lately when I think about it, it bothers me.

I had never given a fuck about her life or if she cries herself to stupor when she finds out we've been playing her all along but recently, I've been thinking about i and i’ve been caring about it a lot.

“Which one of them?” He asked,his hand getting tucked in his pocket and he looked at me with his face filled with amusement.

“The godfather” I said. “How did you know about him?”

That was the first thing I wanted to know. Not many people usually see us with Walter, except when he comes to my company to threaten me and remind me of everything he had done to get me here.

He had left us all alone for months, he didn't reach out or make it obvious that he was still lurking around the corner, watching us.

“Because he’s a godfather to me too,” he said.

I squinted my gaze. I know Walter, he had always kept things from us.

We never trusted him. Maybe we did when we were young and he had come like a saviour to save us.

From the little I know about Mr. Walter, the little he has shown us over the years.

We weren't the only ones he called his godsons and I was confirming that right now.

Here’s another person calling himself his godson.

Another thing I knew about him that I was so damn sure about was the fact that he just doesn't go around picking orphans up and turning them into his godson.

There was usually a reason connected to the death of the parents.

He didn't tell us about this and I also didn't tell Ethan. I had dug into him when I felt he was so goddamn dark and was trying his best to involve us in his dark world.

Coming to the orphanage to adopt me wasn't a coincidence. I found the orphanage and checked records from years ago when I was adopted by him.

He paid them a huge sum of money to let them take me away. I wasn't the first kid he'd be adopting.

He adopted me, took me abroad and then we looked for my brother together. Ethan had been adopted by some foreign people who took him abroad.

That made us live abroad together for a long while before he decided to bring us back here for us to take our revenge.

We had no wealth and even our parents had been taken away by Scarlett’s parents.

We had no choice but to accept help from him even though I didn't want us to.

He owns everything we used to start from scratch. It was seen only as a tool for our revenge plan but I built everything. I maximized everything and now Walter was trying to claim ownership of all.

I zoned back to the room.

“How did he become your godfather?” I asked.

I didn't know if he had also been able to find this out but I don't believe that they just met by coincidence. That’s Walter for you, he'll take care of you if he had taken something away from you.

He took some of my father’s wealth too. A lawyer that was acquainted with my Dad before he died made me know that.

They had a deal. It wasn't a deal gone wrong but Walter wanted to take everything. He was so greedy he wanted everything and he threatened my Dad.

Either way, my Dad would have ended up dead that week. Walter had the intention to kill him so my Dad would be able to forget about the deal and the money and assets staked on the deal would be his.

But some people beat him to it. They killed my parents and burned them together in our house when my Dad only did them a favour by accommodating them.

I remembered that day very vividly. How I had come back from a trip to see our house burnt to the ground.

My parents were no more. We were told they died.

The Carringtons' took us to the orphanage and the properties became theirs. They stole what belonged to us.

Walter also got what he wanted even though he didn't lift a finger, but the fact that he had the intention didn't change.

Ethan was adopted first and they adopted me after him. Walter did.

I looked up at Logan again to hear his own side of the story.

“My father was a businessman and a close friend to Mr. Walter” he started.

“He died in an accident, he didn't survive the car fall” he continued. “When he died, Mr. Walter reached out to me and took care of me every since”

I smirked. I knew it. There was no way he would take care of him if there wasn't foul play in the death of his father.

“Why did he take care of you?” I asked him.

Logan chuckled. “Because he killed my father”

A smirk curled up my lips. He wasn't stupid, he also knew what Walter did to kids like us.

“And what did you do?” I asked.

“I'm assuming he killed yours too. What did you do?” Logan asked but didn't reply to the question he asked me.

That's because our responses probably needed to be the same thing.

I responded. “I’m waiting for the right time to strike”

“I already have things on him. I'm already prepared to bring him down” Logan said.

He moved away from the other side of the bed and stood close to me.

“Stop using Scarlett. And I'll tell you what I've found out about Walter” he said.

My jaws clenched. I didn't know whether to agree to that or decline his offer.

Stopping to use Scarlett means giving up on the revenge we’ve planned for years.