Chapter 226: Celence's Memoirs (4)
"Mother" didn't say anything, just stared at me, and I was trembling all over.
"Please, hurry up and hide!" I hoarsely voiced, holding back the cold sweat on my forehead and the panic in my heart, "Father is going to kill you, I'...... I'll help you get away with it! β
ββ¦β¦ So, why are you helping me with these things? "Mother" looked at me curiously, "Hasn't that guy valued you very much all these years?" Why should you risk your own life to help a powerless ......"
Shameless. I cursed myself in my heart.
But I can't do anything now, I can only look at me smiling softly, hiding cold sweat and sneering eyes, deceiving my stammering mother:
"Can you trust me once, Mother? Believe in a child whose life you saved? β
At that time, I thought that "mother" would call it pale and weak, and would sneer at it, and would sneer at it...... But the hesitant expression only flickered, and she said, "I believe in you." β
Then the scene of the dimly lit room faded, and I stood in a gorgeous and huge office.
The door in front of me opened, and I heard a burst of laughter, like a victor celebrating with a crown.
The "father" sank into the chair, and I stood directly in front of him, staring at him coldly.
After a while, the "father" looked up and looked at his eyes as if he had been in pain for a thousand years.
"I thought...... It won't be like this......"
"Mother's luck seems to have run out," I said lightly, "but I've already brought that thingβbefore the police." β
"Father's" breathing became rapid.
"Really dead?" He asked anxiously.
My teeth twitched slightly, as if driving away a disgusting fly.
What a sanctimonious hypocrite......
"That's what I saw with my own eyes. With a trailing meteor. The smuggling boat was sunk by the police. She was hiding next to a shipping container when a sniper rifle rang out. Until there was a regular bullet hole in her head, her eyes were still open......"
"Say no more!" "Father" roared hoarsely, "It's ...... It's been ......"
"You're a little excited, father."
"No...... No way...... It's not ...... Not the result I wanted! "He turned a deaf ear.
"No matter how you feel it, it won't be useful now," I reminded coldly, "if you want your mother to go more worthwhile, please...... You must recover. β
Seeing my "father" sitting there decadently, looking immersed in pain, my eyes were slightly cold, and my contempt grew wildly.
It took a long time for the words he opened his mouth to ask, and then he spat them out of his mouth.
"Cyrus ...... What do you mean? β
"What she took has already been brought back. With this, you don't have to be afraid of uncles, right? β
It took a long time for the "father" to recover again. He patted his forehead weakly, took a deep breath and said, "I see......"
The sight of the office disappeared and reorganized. I sat on a couch in another, more ornate office, with an old man pacing back and forth.
ββ¦β¦ Hill is such a mediocre talent. Not only arrogant, but also reckless and impulsiveβ"
"You are wrong, my esteemed grandfather," I said, looking up from the couch, "you see, in the resolution reached by the elders just now, that father is the most suitable person to inherit the patriarchal position. β
A patch of color stirred, and then the surroundings went dark. I stood in front of a condescending window with "Father" and watched as the last group of people from the end of the party were heading outside.
"How?" "Father" muttered.
"The Detective Library has its sights on us. A few of them panicked, afraid of being reckoned with," I looked at the silhouette of my father from the side, "If that old man does get to Sepros, those cunning fellows will run away." β
"Really?" Father asked with a chuckle. At this moment, a lilac-haired girl in a maid's costume passed behind us, "Speaking of which, do you plan to run away?" β
"No," I smiled softly, and my red eyes fell on the back of the lilac girl, "I'm not one to betray my father." β
"Of course you're not," after letting out a long exclamation, the "father" patted me on the shoulder, "and I don't have any children." β
He walked away, leaving me smiling and the knuckles of his hands rattling.
This time in a spacious hospital room. It's night, and the old man is lying on a hospital bed with an oxygen tube in his nose, obviously in a state where he can't get out of bed at the moment.
The doctors scrambled to pick the old man up and poured a glass of colorless potion down his throat. After a few moments, the old man opened his eyes.
"Good evening," I greeted with a smile, "how have you been here in the last few days?" β
There was a newspaper on the bedside table next to it, a bottle of sleeping pills was opened, various pills were scattered on the ground, and the old man's face looked painful.
"Why...... Why keep me alive in pain...... He didn't get ......"
"But you've hidden something?"
The old man glared at me angrily and did not answer.
"It's a pity, grandpa. So far, Father doesn't want you dead! I said lightly, sitting down on the chair next to me, "As time goes on, you will soon find that life is simply paradise now." β
The old man interrupted me with a wave of his hand. That expression...... It's like looking at something disgusting.
"You don't deserve to be called grandpa!"
I smiled, still calm, "I don't want to do that either, but it's true. No way, after all, I am also entrusted. β
"Isn't the guy who asked you to come here my disgusting rebel?" He asked unhappily.
"Last month, if you had taken my advice, you wouldn't have been where you are today," I said, staring a little unhappily at the newspaper on the table and the pill bottle that had fallen to the floor, "It's a pity that you didn't seem to listen to me." β
"You're no different from the white-eyed wolf, I can't believe you're telling the truth," the old man struggled and sat up straight, "it's late now, and you're not lost." β
I made a puzzled expression, tilted my head and asked, "If even 'father' knows about your account book, how long are you going to hide it?" When someone killed someone for no apparent reason, or when they were discovered? β
The old man's eyes were cold, as if he wanted to look into the depths of my soul through the appearance of lies.
Finally, he frowned and said slowly, "I can't hand it over, that thing is the only talisman I can protect myself." And once you and Hill teamed up to cheat on me, I'm completely finished. β
What a stupid old man...... The moment the contemptuous thought crossed my mind, I forcibly suppressed it, and it did not rise to my cheeks.
"In other words, do you want to turn down this only chance for revenge?" I asked softly, "I admit, maybe you don't have a chance to protect your life β but if ...... On the condition of family control, within a year, I will take revenge on the so-called 'father' people, can you accept such a condition of cooperation? β