"Asshole!" George Hart suddenly rose to his feet, pointed at his son, and roared angrily, "Don’t think that just because you’ve grown up, no one in this family can control you!"
Fiona Marshall was even more enraged!
"Christopher Hart, are you even human to say such things! Don’t forget how your family promised us back then!"
"Lily Garcia is just friends with your sister, they’re not related by blood. Back then, she was prepared to risk her life to save your sister! And now you turn your back on her?"
"The illustrious Hart family, a family of noble lineage, is this how you conduct yourselves?"
"With this kind of behavior, I don’t see your glory lasting more than a few years!"
Fiona Marshall’s maternal family also had so capital, and together with the respectable Garcia family and this enormous favor, Fiona felt she had enough confidence to say whatever she wanted.
But these words, attributed to Emma Carter, sounded particularly jarring!
And she couldn’t even retaliate.
Years ago, to save her daughter’s life, she indeed vowed publicly that the Hart family would take care of Lily Garcia for the rest of her life.
At that ti, her son was already divorced, and Lily Garcia’s admiration for her son was well known.
To curry favor with the Garcia family and to save her daughter, she had proposed an arranged marriage.
At the ti, her son did not object.
Who would have thought, four years had passed, and her son never ntioned marriage, and today, he even shockingly declared he wanted to annul the engagent!
She was convinced that her son had been bewitched by so Fox Spirit, which led him to this absurd mistake!
"Christopher, explain to Aunt Garcia and Lily that what was said earlier was spoken in anger. You two aren’t getting any younger. I think it’s ti to set a date and get on with the wedding."
Emma Carter subdued her displeasure and half commanded, half cajoled her son.
Christopher Hart remained expressionless and silent for a while, then turned to look at the Garcia mother and daughter. But far from backing down, his gaze sparked another fire of fury.
"You made a great sacrifice to save Wendy, and you truly are a great benefactor to the Hart family. But a forced marriage is never sweet. I don’t love you, and marrying you would be torture. With your Garcia family’s status, you could have found a better family. Why settle for becoming a stepmother to my daughter?"
"As for repaying you... one hundred million, two hundred million, even a billion, just na your price, and I will do everything I can to satisfy you."
Lily Garcia was already trembling all over, crying her eyes out.
Hearing this, she cried out in grief, "But I don’t want your money! I love you, have loved you for so many years, don’t you know? If you don’t love , don’t want to marry , why did you agree in the first place?"
Christopher Hart was at a loss for words.
Back then, his sister was seriously ill, on the verge of death, and the whole family was engulfed in great sorrow.
When they learned that Lily Garcia was a successful kidney match and willing to donate, everyone was thrilled.
So benefits don’t need to be spoken clearly, as both parties fully understand.
Thus, his mother took the initiative to propose the marriage, and the Garcia family readily agreed—seeing that his sister could be saved, how could he as her brother refuse?
Selfish human nature, he admitted that he truly wasn’t a good person.
No matter how this issue was handled, soone would get hurt.
Seeing him silent, Lily Garcia hysterically shouted, "You are too much! This is downright deceitful! You deceived into saving Wendy, never intending to fulfill your promise!"
Emma Carter saw the situation spiraling out of control and imdiately stepped forward to diate, "Lily, we didn’t think that way at all. You’re a good child, and I’ve always liked you. I’m endlessly grateful to you for saving Wendy..."
Wendy Hart also felt an unbearable guilt and looked at her brother with a grief-stricken expression, "Brother, in your eyes, should your sister have died a long ti ago? Is it because I’m alive that I’m holding you back, right?"
Before Christopher could reply, his phone rang in his pocket.
Startled, he imdiately thought of sothing and hurriedly took out his phone.
"Hello."
"President Hart, the results are out."
Indeed, the call was from Lucas King.
But it was too noisy here, and he couldn’t hear clearly, so he gripped his phone and strode outside.
"Wait! I’ll co find you!"
A room full of elders saw him leave without saying goodbye and grew even angrier.
"Christopher Hart! You stop right there!"
"If you dare to leave today, I’m not acknowledging you as my son anymore!"
"Christopher!"
"Christopher, don’t go... I truly love you, you can’t do this to , sob... Christopher—"
Lily Garcia also chased after him, but hadn’t run two steps before, possibly due to extre agitation, she suddenly swayed and fainted to the ground.
"Lily!"
"Lily..."
"Quick! Call an ambulance..."
"Lily, Lily don’t scare Mom... if anything happens to you, what will Mom do..."
Fiona Marshall, holding her daughter with her daughter’s face pressed against her own, looked as if she had already lost a beloved daughter.
Emma Carter and the others initially found Fiona’s words distasteful and were displeased, but the mont Lily fainted, they all panicked.
If anything really happened to her, the Hart Family would beco the target of public criticism.
The outside world wouldn’t even know what to say.
"Lily, don’t get angry, your health is what’s important... Don’t worry, with your aunt here, he can’t ss around, you are the daughter-in-law of the Hart Family, and that won’t change!"
With her face buried in her mother’s embrace, Lily Garcia, hearing Emma’s assurances, finally felt sowhat comforted.
She was determined to secure her position as Young Madam Hart!
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Christopher Hart had just gotten into the car when he suddenly beca stone-stiff.
"What did you say?!"
Lucas King knew his boss couldn’t accept it, yet he repeated, "The test results show that Lady Norton and Miss Hope have no blood relation; they are not mother and daughter."
His mind thundered, Christopher sat in the driver’s seat, feeling suddenly as if the whole world had distanced itself.
How could this be?
Seeing that he remained silent on this end, Lucas softly advised, "President Hart, try to accept it, it seems we really made a mistake. Your wife died four years ago, and this Lady Norton just happens to look like your wife."
"It’s not possible." He suddenly spoke out, his fist slamming heavily on the steering wheel, "There must be a mistake, she is Alia Garcia!"
"President Hart, it’s written clearly in black and white; there can’t be a mistake. I know, your wife’s sudden death was hard on you, but this is the fact, you—"
Lucas’s words were cut off as Christopher suddenly hung up the phone.
The next second, he started the engine, his car shooting through the night like an arrow.
His phone kept ringing, he glanced at it, it was a call from ho, he ignored it.
Soon, there was also a ssage on WhatsApp.
He still couldn’t be bothered to respond.
As his car entered the city, the phone rang again, he saw Benny Palr’s na on the caller ID, and answered with irritation, "What is it?"
Benny spoke, "Lucas already told , he couldn’t convince you, asked to try. Don’t be foolish now and go looking for people, doing sothing to them. Alia Garcia is already dead, snap out of it!"
"She is not dead, my intuition isn’t wrong!" Christopher remained stubborn.
Before his words were over, a car suddenly switched lanes sideways, he couldn’t avoid it, and with the high speed, crashed into it with a loud "bang!"
On the phone, Benny sounded as if his soul had left his body, "Christopher! Christopher, what happened to you?"
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