Chapter 139
"Finding you was the first step of my plan. Your existence in the family wasn't a secret, and you didn't disappoint me. You're a good alliance partner." Alan looked at Oscar.
Oscar sneered, "Alliance? Real alliances are built on honesty. With me, you were more about using me, weren't you?"
Alan's expression showed a hint of guilt. "At first... I'll admit, I had ulterior motives. But over the past ten years, we built everything from nothing, side by side. Aside from hiding who I really was, I've never been anything but loyal to you. Doesn't that count for something?"
Oscar waved his hand dismissively. "If you were really loyal to me, how then do you explain the Harborview Club?"
Alan's face changed again. He looked at Oscar in disbelief. "You knew about that?"
Oscar glanced at him coolly. "I actually didn't dig that up, but Emily could."
I turned to meet his eyes and smiled, saying modestly, "It would be pretty easy for me to find out if I wanted to. I hope next time we meet, we won't be enemies."
Alan stared at my face, without flinching. "I really underestimated you. No wonder Oscar was so set on working with you."
"We started out as partners, but it's also true that we're really dating now." Oscar said with a smile.
Vivian frowned and spoke up. "Can't we work together? You both have the same targets—the Lopez family, The Novagen Group. Two people working together would be the safest bet."
Oscar shook his head decisively. "Without trust, there's no point in working together. My relationship with you can't be fixed. If there's nothing else, Emily and I are heading out."
Alan quickly called out, "Oscar, won't you reconsider?"
Oscar didn't respond. He took my hand and we quickly left the private room.
When we walked out of the Harborview Club, snowflakes suddenly started falling from the sky. Under the streetlights, they swirled and danced in the air, looking beautiful.
I held my hand out, letting it stay open. A snowflake landed on my fingertip and instantly melted into a cool drop. I turned to him with a smile. "It's snowing. This is the first snow of the year."
Oscar pulled me into his arms. "It's getting cold, don't freeze. Let's get in the car."
I walked with him to the car. Under the headlights, the snow seemed to fall even harder. Through the car window, I looked at the tall Harborview Club. With all its bright lights and bustle in this somewhat remote location, it actually seemed kind of desolate.
Just like Alan now—he once had everything, but inside, all that was left was emptiness.
"Do you think the Lopez family members really didn't know the person who burned to death wasn't Alan? If what he said is true about his mom making William go in to save someone, they must have seen her enter the fire. With only one body left, wouldn't they have investigated?" I voiced my confusion.
Oscar shook his head helplessly. "Who knows? Maybe he didn't tell us the whole truth. I think it's also possible the Lopez family was in such a hurry to cover things up that they didn't dare investigate too much."
I couldn't help but curl my lip. "The men in the Lopez family, from old to young, each one worse than the last. They say genes are a mysterious thing. Oscar, I'm starting to have doubts about you."
Oscar quickly defended himself. "I'm different from them. I didn't grow up in the Lopez family. I would never treat you like that. I can swear it."
I looked at his anxious expression and laughed. "Aren't you afraid lightning will strike you down?"
Oscar smiled. "Where's the lightning in winter?"
"So that's why you dare to swear?" I raised an eyebrow, turning toward him.
Oscar quickly said, "Of course not. Emily, there's no gene problem. Betrayal? Just a man who forgot his own heart. What I say doesn't matter—just watch what I do going forward. Actions are the best answer. I'll make you understand that choosing me is something you'll never regret."
No promises, no vows of life and death, but these simple words touched my heart. I hid the emotion in my eyes and smiled at him.
Love songs played in the car. The warm air blew, and the comfortable temperature inside drove away the cold outside. We chatted aimlessly, enjoying the smooth drive through the snowy night without traffic.
The first snow fell all night long. When I opened my eyes and left the warm embrace, I looked at the corner visible through the curtains—everything outside seemed pure white.
The phone suddenly rang. It was Oscar's phone, showing an unknown number.
Oscar answered. On the other end was a man's voice—Harold Rogers from Wintone Law Firm.
Harold said that Robert had drafted an inheritance distribution agreement some time ago. The content stated that if Robert had an accident or became unconscious, they should announce this will as soon as possible. So he was asking Oscar to come to Wintone Law Firm when he had time.
Oscar became much more alert and frowned. "A will? Didn't he already make a will before? When was this one made?"
Harold answered, "This was drafted three months ago when Mr. Robert Lopez came to the law firm specifically. According to the law, when the person is conscious, a later will can completely replace a previous one."
Oscar didn't ask more questions. As for why Robert would have a second will, we'd have to wait until we saw the contents to know.
After hanging up, he frowned tiredly and rubbed his temples with his fingers. "Emily, I don't really want to look at it. How about you go see it for me?"
I smiled and walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed and giving him a hug. "Are you afraid seeing the will might affect your decision?"
Oscar slowly shook his head. "I don't know. Alan was right about one thing—I shouldn't be clinging to this bit of family affection. It'll only mess up my original plan, so I want to end all this soon."
I slowly wrapped my arms around his waist, flashing a gentle smile at him. "Actually, you've already made your decision. Go take a look. You might discover that the world isn't so terrible after all, and that you can have a lot more than you thought."