"Why, are you trying to have a foot in two camps?"
Hunter Miles looked at Damon Hawke with displeasure, "A man must be responsible. Tom, you can’t hurt my daughter, nor can you hurt Elara Don."
Hearing this, Damon Hawke looked at Hunter Miles with so surprise.
"Uncle Miles, do you know Elara Don?"
It’s normal for him to not want to hurt Evelyn Miles.
After all, she is his daughter.
But Elara Don?
Why would Hunter Miles add that he shouldn’t hurt Elara Don?
"I don’t know her, but she is the daughter of an old friend. I don’t want her to be hurt."
Hunter Miles thought of Lina Quinn, a trace of sentint flashed in his eyes.
She was her daughter, and he thought if she were alive, she wouldn’t want to see her daughter hurt.
"What if soone uses certain things to force to hurt her, make leave her, and be with Evelyn?"
Damon Hawke looked at the expression on Hunter Miles’ face, a subtle movent in his eyes.
Hunter Miles and Lina Quinn were old acquaintances, and judging by his looks, he seed to have feelings for Lina Quinn?
"Tom, no matter who forces you to do such things, you cannot hurt an innocent girl. You must follow your conscience."
Hunter Miles roughly knew that Damon Hawke was hinting at sothing.
Nothing more than his elder brother secretly matching Damon Hawke with his daughter.
He did not agree with it.
After all, in matters of love, even if forced, it wouldn’t lead to happiness.
"Uncle Miles, I noticed Uncle Miles seems to care more about Evelyn than you do. If soone didn’t know, they’d think he was Evelyn’s biological father."
Damon Hawke’s dark eyes flashed, half-jokingly, half-seriously.
Hunter Miles gave him a look, full of gratified expression, "Indeed, Luke doesn’t have a daughter, so he pays more attention to Evelyn’s affairs than I do. From childhood to adulthood, Evelyn has also been closer to him."
He was still kept in the dark.
He was very pleased that Gabriel Miles was so affectionate towards Evelyn Miles.
Damon Hawke said no more, intending not to give further reminders.
"Dad, Tom, what are you chatting about?"
Evelyn Miles walked over holding a wine glass, smiling as she asked.
"Just chatting casually." Damon Hawke responded perfunctorily.
"What kind of casual chat can’t be shared with ?"
Evelyn Miles tilted her head, looking like an adorable little daughter.
"Just discussing so current affairs and politics you don’t care for."
Damon Hawke replied perfunctorily again.
"Alright then, I knew you’d chat about those things." Evelyn Miles coquettishly clung to Hunter Miles’ arm.
Hunter Miles looked at her, then at Damon Hawke, sighing slightly in his heart.
He could see that Damon Hawke did not like Evelyn Miles.
Because there’s not much affection in his eyes.
When he finds the ti, he might have to advise his daughter not to hope for Damon Hawke.
"I’m going to the restroom."
Damon Hawke nodded slightly to the two and walked straight towards the restroom.
"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally spilled it on you, let wipe it for you."
Not far away, a waitress accidentally spilled wine on Julian Miles’ clothes, and she awkwardly tried to wipe it.
Julian Miles frowned slightly and pushed the waitress away, a face full of disgust.
His force was so strong that the waitress crashed into a long table, causing the food on it to fall to the ground.
The waitress exclaid, barely standing steadily, looking at Julian Miles in shock, bowing repeatedly to apologize.
Julian Miles’ face turned pale, his Adam’s apple rolling, as if trying hard not to vomit.
Damon Hawke paused his steps, looking intently at Julian Miles.
His reaction to being spilled on by the waitress, wasn’t it a bit excessive?
"What’s wrong?"
Jas Lee walked briskly to Julian Miles’ side and held him.
Julian Miles gave him a glance, pushed his glasses, and leaned over.
"I’m sorry, it was an accident."
The waitress kept apologizing, Jas Lee glanced at her coldly, "Get away from him, don’t co close."
Saying this, Jas Lee supported Julian Miles towards the restroom.
Julian Miles said nothing, just the expression on his face softened a bit.
Allowing Jas Lee to help him walk towards the restroom.
Damon Hawke’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, watching the scene intently, a trace of peculiarity crossed his heart.
Julian Miles’ attitude towards Jas Lee was clearly affectionate.
And Jas Lee’s concern for Julian Miles wasn’t fake.
These two should be more than ten years apart, calling it brotherly love seed a bit far-fetched.
Sothing flashed in his mind, like thick black fog being peeled away.
Damon Hawke’s dark eyes fixed steadily, walked to the corner, and called Rhun Quinn.
"Rhun Quinn, find a brother with quick reflexes, sneak into Julian Miles’ apartnt, and check if there’s anything suspicious in his daily life. At the sa ti, hack his computer and see if there’s anything interesting in it."
He rembered abroad, in so gay bars, the n were all paired up.
Julian Miles’ reaction to the waitress touching him was so intense, yet his dependence on Jas Lee made him unable to resist a bold conjecture.
Could Julian Miles and Jas Lee be in that kind of relationship?
If they were in such a relationship, it would explain why Jas Lee stayed at Julian Miles’ house whenever he went on a business trip.
Because they’re in a romantic relationship!
Damon Hawke hung up the phone but felt his guess was too bold.
Whether they were in that kind of relationship or not, it needed to be verified.
If they were in that kind of relationship, perhaps the mystery of Elara Don’s mother’s death could break through.
Damon Hawke’s lips curled into a cold arc, then he noticed Elara Don had sent him a ssage.
He raised his eyebrows and directly dialed the phone.
"Wife, miss ?"
At this ti, Elara Don had just finished a video call with the two little ones.
She already knew Damon Hawke attended the party hosted by Evelyn Miles.
"Why would I miss you? I’m just curious, are you feeling particularly pleased now! Breaking up with allows you to openly be affectionate with Evelyn Miles."
Those words sounded a bit sour.
Damon Hawke chuckled, "Wife, why do I find you getting increasingly sour after not seeing you for a few days?"
"Haha, you seem very pleased? Why don’t we actually break up?"
Elara Don sat cross-legged on the couch, hugging a pillow, deliberately making a point.
"No, wife, you know I was forced to break up by you. If you mind, we’ll announce we’re together tomorrow?"
Damon Hawke said with a smile.
Elara Don pouted, huffed lightly, noncommittal.
Damon Hawke chuckled lightly, looked at the restroom entrance not far away, the smile on his face gradually fading.
"Wife, give a little more ti. Soon, I will surely uncover the truth about your mother’s death."
Currently, Jas Lee is the pri suspect in Lina Quinn’s car accident. As long as they catch on to his weaknesses, breaking him shouldn’t be difficult.
"Tom, did you discover sothing?"
When Elara Don heard this, she had a thrill, hurriedly asking.
"Hmm, but still investigating."
Damon Hawke replied.
"Tell quickly."
"Wife, the rabbit can’t be eaten in a hurry, wait till I’ve resolved it all and then inform you." Damon Hawke smiled.
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