Chapter 404 Anti-Marriage Nicholas!
After a long pause, Oliver gritted his teeth and asked, "Mr. Moore's grandson?"
The bodyguard reluctantly nodded.
He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said, "Mr. Windsor, we traced the Moore family, and it just so happened that Mr. Moore overheard... Not only did Mr. Moore not scold Nicholas, but he also gave you a good scolding, saying he wants justice from you!"
The bodyguard added, "The Moore family's car is parked right outside the villa. Mr. Moore said... Nicholas is a virgin, and he wants Mr. Windsor to take responsibility! No, he wants Mrs. Windsor to take responsibility."
Oliver's blue eyes narrowed slightly.
He, the aggrieved party, hadn't even spoken yet, and Matthew had already come knocking. How dare he?
The bodyguard stammered, "Mr. Windsor, what should we do? Their car is still outside! Mr. Moore... The project you've been focusing on recently is in charge of Mr. Moore, and you have many more projects that will need his approval! If he decides to target you, all the plans you've laid out for the next year or two could be ruined."
Oliver frowned, "You seem to know quite a lot."
The bodyguard quickly said, "Zoey is outside. She asked me to relay a message to you. She's afraid you'll act impulsively."
Oliver said nothing more. He waved his hand, signaling the bodyguard to leave.
He didn't make things difficult for Sarah afterward. Instead, he went straight to the bathroom to clean himself up. When he returned, there were visible marks on his face, but Sarah hadn't asked, showing how much she despised him.
After showering, he changed into a neat outfit, looking impeccable.
Downstairs, Zoey heard footsteps and looked up, calling out, "Mr. Windsor!"
Oliver's voice was slightly hoarse, "Come with me to the Moore Mansion."
Zoey's expression became serious.
She was Oliver's confidante and understood the stakes. She hadn't expected Sarah to get involved with the Moore family's eldest grandson... Nicholas Moore.
Nicholas was born into nobility.
The Moore family held significant power and influence, and many businessmen couldn't even dream of currying favor with them. Nicholas's mother was a distinguished lady from a major city, adding another layer of prestige.
In short, Nicholas was the epitome of power and privilege.
Zoey rarely sat beside Oliver.
After a while, Oliver spoke calmly, "When we get to the Moore Mansion, I'll go in alone. If I don't come out in an hour, it means the discussion didn't go well. You know what to do with the project. If we have to abandon it, then we abandon it. It's better to cut our losses than to have our weaknesses exploited."
Zoey disapproved of his personal affairs, but when it came to business, she stood with the company. She nodded cautiously and agreed.
Oliver closed his eyes lightly, "Zoey, I trust you."
It was because of this trust that he had let her off lightly multiple times when she helped Sarah. He told her not to disappoint him.
Zoey nodded, "Mr. Windsor, don't worry."
As they spoke, the car slowly drove into the Moore Mansion.
The Moore family's estate was a sprawling villa, red and white, looking solemn and ancient.
The car circled the garden and stopped at the villa's entrance.
Oliver hadn't slept all night, but as he got out of the car, he showed no signs of fatigue, appearing energetic.
A servant from the Moore family greeted him, "Mr. Windsor, Mr. Moore is waiting for you."
Oliver adjusted his attire and put on a fake smile.
He followed the servant into the Moore family's reception room.
Matthew was drinking tea.
Morning light filtered through the stained glass, softening Matthew's stern face.
Oliver had dealt with him a few times before. This time, Matthew seemed unusually gentle.
Beside Matthew sat a very young man, about 22 years old, wearing a crisp white shirt, looking quiet and refined. He sat below Matthew, appearing very well-behaved.
Oliver had seen the video; he didn't believe Nicholas was well-behaved.
Suppressing his anger, Oliver smiled faintly at Matthew, "I heard you wanted to see me, Mr. Moore. Coincidentally, I also have a matter of justice I'd like you to address."
Matthew set down his teacup and quietly looked at Oliver.
Oliver didn't back down.
Matthew smiled, "Oliver, why so serious? If the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you! I'll have my useless grandson explain everything to you. If he dares to lie, I'll break his legs right in front of you, so he won't dare seduce your wife again."
He spoke of justice but was clearly protective.
Oliver knew this well.
But he did want to know the truth.
As Oliver pondered, Matthew shouted, "Nicholas, kneel down! Explain everything honestly."
Nicholas was about to kneel.
At the door, Nicholas's mother, Isabella Thomas, arrived.
She held Nicholas's hand, scolding Matthew, "Dad, Nicholas is weak, and you're still putting him through this! If you really want to punish him, wait until we know the whole story. If it's truly Nicholas's fault... I won't let him off!"
Matthew scolded her, "Overindulgence can make a child useless!"
He apologized to Oliver, "Oliver, sorry for the spectacle!"
Oliver secretly sneered, They were putting on a show, thinking he couldn't see through it!
He remained expressionless.
Nicholas began to speak, saying it was all a misunderstanding. He and Sarah hadn't done anything. From the moment he entered the hotel suite, it was less than ten minutes.
After he finished, Matthew asked suspiciously, "Really?"
Nicholas replied politely, "Yes, Grandpa! Mrs. Windsor is a respectable woman! She was just heartbroken by her husband and acted out of desperation."
Matthew nodded.
He assured Oliver, "Nicholas never lies!"
Beside him, Isabella looked conflicted. 'Nicholas! So useless!'
Oliver got the answer he wanted.
He was torn between joy and sorrow - joy that Sarah hadn't slept with Nicholas, sorrow that she'd actually kissed him.
Just looking at Nicholas made Oliver uncomfortable. He quickly said goodbye to Matthew and left the Moore Mansion, getting into the car.
Once seated, Zoey quickly asked, "How did it go?"
Oliver rubbed his temples, his voice slightly tired, "Matthew, being the shrewd man he is, clearly doesn't want to fall out with me. If it's just for the project's benefits, I don't think it's worth it. So what does he really want?"
Zoey, being a woman, was more perceptive.
She gently reminded Oliver, "I spent some money to gather some information. The Moore family's legitimate grandson, Nicholas... is a staunch bachelor! At 22, he's never had a girlfriend. All members of the Moore family are extremely anxious, especially Isabella's side. They're counting on Nicholas to carry on the family line and strengthen their ties."
Oliver's sharp eyes turned to Zoey.
His gaze was piercing.
Zoey reluctantly said, "In short, Isabella is desperate for a daughter-in-law! I'm really afraid she'll resort to desperate measures."
Oliver leaned back in his seat.
After a while, he clicked his tongue.
Nicholas had said nothing happened, but he hadn't promised to avoid Sarah in the future.
He was after Sarah.
No, the entire Moore family was after Sarah!