I never expected that all of this was fake, and the one who personally wove this deception was Charles Smith!
The more Adam Willow thought about it, the angrier he beca, and he couldn’t help but quietly clench his fists.
"What on earth is going on?"
Carlos was still in a fog, looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, and asked in a low voice.
"Henry Parker, you tell us."
Emily Parker sneered and directly nad Henry Parker.
For the past twenty-odd years, no matter how much she speculated, she could only hit the nail on the head. Only those involved knew what actually happened back then.
Among the key figures, Henry Parker, Charles Smith, Uncle Mason, and Grace Parker, only Henry and Charles were present now.
Henry Parker, being suddenly nad, beca visibly stiff, clearly taken aback.
His lips quivered as he stamred, "I—I know nothing!"
"Really don’t know?" Emily raised an eyebrow and sneered, her gaze as sharp as a knife, "Don’t you want to be cured?"
She understood Henry Parker too well; he was cowardly and feared death. In the face of life and death, so-called loyalty was not worth a thing.
"Do you really have a way to cure my illness?"
Henry Parker’s voice instantly changed pitch, his eyes filled with suspicion yet edged with hope. He instinctively took half a step forward, clearly beginning to hesitate.
"Dad! Don’t listen to her nonsense!" Sophie Parker saw this, her face turning instantly pale. She hurried forward to grab Henry’s arm, urgently stopping him, "She’s just confusing you, trying to get you to talk!"
"Even if he doesn’t speak, I’ve almost figured it out myself."
Emily didn’t even acknowledge Sophie’s outburst. Her gaze was fixed squarely on Henry, and she slowly began, "Back in the day, Henry Parker and my mom, Grace Parker, both ca from the sa mountain village. Because my grandfather saved Henry’s father’s life, the two families had long made a marriage pact, binding them together from childhood."
She paused, her eyes sweeping over Charles Smith’s increasingly uncomfortable face, and continued, "But in college, Henry t Charles Smith. After learning of her prominent family background, his heart imdiately changed, and he beca her suitor.
Later, even though they each got married, they remained entangled. Over the years, Henry helped Charles do many unspeakable things, and Charles secretly promoted him, giving him the position he has today. Am I wrong?"
After speaking, Emily purposefully glanced at Mrs. Parker beside her.
Mrs. Parker finally woke up as if from a dream, her face full of shock.
She had long known that Henry and Charles attended the sa university, but she never thought deeper and certainly didn’t know there was such a history between them!
She abruptly turned to Henry, her voice trembling, "Henry, is what she’s saying true?"
"What are you butting in for!"
Henry was so overwheld by Mrs. Parker’s question that he shouted at her impatiently, trying to cut off the conversation.
But his outburst only made Charles beside him more flustered.
She never expected Emily to dig up all these deeply buried secrets from so many years ago.
"Panicking?"
Emily laughed scornfully, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room as her voice rose a few octaves, "I have even bigger news now, and I’m afraid everyone present needs to listen closely."
She deliberately paused, watching as Charles’s face grew paler, before slowly speaking again.
"Charles actually has a son. Back then, she had countless suitors but was unwittingly deceived by a foreign exchange student and got pregnant.
Later, she had complications during childbirth, injuring her body, and since then she’s been unable to conceive again.
As for her son, he was never acknowledged as part of the family but was raised under the guise of her brother’s child, growing up by her side."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop, with everyone frozen in place, their eyes full of shock.
Even Charles Smith, who had been calm all along, suddenly turned pale.
In this generation of the Smith Family, he was the only male around the right age!
"Shut up! You bitch, shut up!"
Charles could no longer hold it together, her face white as a sheet, screaming shrilly, filled with collapse, lacking even a trace of her usual elegant deanor.
Charles’s hysterical appearance already explained everything.
No matter how much defense she mounted, it seed insignificant next to her out-of-control emotions.
"Slander! Everything you’re saying is slander!"
She gritted her teeth hard, her voice trembling but still trying to hold on, suddenly turning to look at Charles Smith, her tone filled with madness.
"Carlos, quickly grab her! Send her to jail and make her pay for this nonsense!"
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