Chapter 250

Chapter 250

Who would've thought that right after Amelia finished bandaging Violet in the car, the vehicle would suddenly explode? If it hadn't been for Amelia's quick reflexes, pulling William away just in time, they both might've gone up in flames.

Even so, the blast still hit them hard, scattering debris everywhere. The shock of Violet's situation hit William like a ton of bricks, and he passed out cold.

He stayed unconscious for almost two days.

On the second night, William finally woke up.

Amelia, who had been informed of his awakening, came to his hospital room. Her face bore an unusual maturity for her age. She looked at the bedridden William, whose eyes were open but vacant, unblinking for a long time. No matter how much people called his name, he didn't respond, as if his mind had activated some defense mechanism, immersing him completely in his own world.

"Hey, did you know?" Amelia began softly, "When I was bandaging your mom, she told me a few things. She left a message for you."

William immediately reacted, sitting up straight in bed, his eyes brightening. "What did she say?"

With this new hope, he seemed more alive and energetic.

"Well, I can't tell you right now. But if you promise me one thing—live your life well, and let me see you again in a few years, then I'll tell you what she said."

"She was your biological mother. Now that she's gone, your bond with her has ended. I think she'd prefer you to live on rather than wallow in the pain of losing her."

The light in William's eyes dimmed. "Can't you tell me now?"

"No, but I'll tell you who I am. My name is Amelia. I believe we'll meet again in the future, and when we do, I'll tell you what your mom said."

"Mr. Brown, we're home. Wake up."

"Mr. Brown..."

William heard the repeated calls and woke from his dream. The driver had pulled into the driveway of his usual small villa.

He pushed open the car door, letting the driver and assistant help him into his wheelchair. He returned home in a daze, doing nothing before slipping back into that strange dream. The details replayed in his mind for days, leaving him in a perpetual state of unease.

Then, a major scandal erupted within the Brown family, quickly spreading like wildfire. It finally pulled William out of his stupor.

[Willy, the supposed stepson, is actually the biological son. Mr. Brown has no affection for William.]

[Breaking news: High society secrets revealed! Willy's biological father claims Willy isn't his son but Victor's.]

Such headlines quickly topped the trending charts, dominating online discussions.

The discovery was quite coincidental. Willy's father fell ill and needed a bone marrow transplant. Everyone with a blood relation had been tested to no avail, except for Willy.

When Willy was called back for testing, Hannah reacted vehemently, raising suspicions. Secretly, Willy's father took hair samples from both and conducted a paternity test, revealing Willy wasn't his biological son. The couple had a massive argument at the hospital, and soon the whole world knew.

Adding to the chaos, Victor, the de facto leader of the Brown Group, had been stirring things up with his high-profile decisions and appearances, becoming a hot topic in the business world.

In this climate, the news about him quickly caught everyone's attention.

William lightly tapped his phone screen, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Looks like the timing's perfect. The stage is set. Time to deliver the final blow."

With his memories fully restored, William reconsidered the details of the past car accident, suspecting foul play. What was once untraceable might now be within reach. He launched a new investigation, gathering evidence meticulously.

He was determined to bring Victor down, to ensure he rotted in prison without any chance of redemption.

Amelia, having finished her tasks, tried contacting William several times but got no response. She decided to visit him at home.

"What about the question I asked you last time? You wouldn't really..."

William waved the documents in his hand. "Once I've settled matters with my father, I'll give you a proper answer."

With that assurance, Amelia didn't press further.

As time passed, more problems surfaced within the Brown Group, each more severe than the last. Victor's scandals kept hitting the headlines, outshining even the biggest celebrities.

Dane was furious, cursing William daily while trying to clean up his mess.

Finally, on a bright afternoon, William submitted all the evidence, formally accusing Victor. The most damning piece was proof that Victor had orchestrated his wife's death.

The car accident years ago had been Victor's doing. Despite the lack of physical evidence and witnesses, William's relentless efforts had unearthed crucial proof. He submitted everything.

That afternoon, the police arrested Victor.

Victor's list of crimes was extensive. He'd done enough to ensure he'd never see the outside of a prison cell again.

In prison.

"You're crazy! I'm your father! How can you do this to me?"

Victor clung to the bars, raging impotently.

William no longer needed his wheelchair. He stood tall and proud, with Amelia by his side, the two looking perfectly matched.

"How could you do that to my mother? Didn't you love her? Why did you do it?"

Victor slumped against the bars, mumbling, "I didn't mean to. I just wanted to teach you a lesson. Who knew she'd actually die?"

William sneered. "Then spend the rest of your life in prison, atoning for your sins."

He and Amelia left the dark, damp police station. Outside, the sun shone brightly, just like the future they envisioned.

"Amy, I can finally tell you now. I like you. No, I love you."

William held Amelia's hand, their figures growing smaller as they walked into the sunlight, until they were no longer visible.