In Tiana’s worldview, every father should be like hers. They would teach their children the hows and
whys, teaching them to be a person with principle.
Mrs. Meyer sighed, she didn’t know how to explain to her daughter. Not every father in the world was
as honest and kind-hearted as her father. Not every father could give their children all the love and
protection they needed.
Because they had Tiana, they didn’t want a second child. Sometimes, she would ask her husband if he
regretted the decision. Alan would always retort, “We already have a precious child.”
And she would have nothing to say.
Take her for an example, her father valued males and attached much less importance to females. He
had 6 daughters before having a son. And he treated them very differently as if his son was his only
child.
She and her sisters were sent to their relative’s houses when they were young. Even after they grew
up, their father didn’t pay too much attention to them. He put all his heart into his son.
“Tiana, once we get Charles back, you should go with him to White City and never come back.” Mrs.
Meyer didn’t ask too much of her daughter, she just wanted her to be safe and healthy. She didn’t wish
for her to achieve anything big. Tiana was her only daughter, she and her husband couldn’t leave too
much money for her after they passed on, but it would be enough for her to live a carefree life.
Mrs. Meyer was working too, even though she retired early recently. She received a pension every
month and was educated. If Charles and her daughter were to go back to White City, she could still
search for another job.
“I’ll listen to what Charles says,” replied Tiana. If Charles wanted to leave, then she would leave. If
Charles wanted to stay, then she would stay with him.
“Madam, missus, we have arrived.” The driver parked in front of the entrance of the villa. They turned
around and said to the mother and daughter.
Mrs. Meyer nodded, “Go knock on the door.”
The driver turned off the car engine, got out of the car, and went to knock on the door.
Soon, the door was opened. The servant inquired about their identity and the driver told them who Mrs.
Meyer was. The servant then passed the message on to Declan.
Declan knew that Mrs. Meyer was here. He glanced at Charles and laughed, “Your mother-in-law cares
about you.”
Charles didn’t say anything. Mrs. Meyer and Alan treated him very well and thought of him as family.
He felt apologetic towards Mrs. Meyer. Because of this incident, Declan was even ruder to her.
Declan had his hands in his pockets as he walked out slowly. Mrs. Meyer told her daughter to stay in
the car and she got out alone.
“Where is John?” Declan asked for John the moment he saw Mrs. Meyer. He didn’t even bother to
make small talk with his sister.
“Where is Charles?” asked Mrs. Meyer in return, seeing that Declan was alone.
Declan laughed, “Hey, seriously though. Is there no other man in the world? Why did you let Tiana
marry a cripple?”
Mrs. Meyer’s face turned grim, “That’s none of your business.”
“Why are you mad? I’m just caring for you and Tiana.” Declan didn’t even know that he said something
wrong. He was just thinking that Tiana could marry a normal man.
“You didn’t grow up in the Bailey family, but you’re still part of the family. It would be easy to find a
normal man for Tiana. I don’t understand, what’s so good about the cripple?”
“It’s none of your business, please don’t worry about it. Where is Charles?” They chose Charles
because he was sincere towards their daughter, and their daughter liked him a lot too.
As long as Tiana liked him and he was nice to her, nothing else mattered. Regarding his body, he was
just crippled. If he wasn’t, in Mrs. Meyer’s eyes he would be perfect.
Mrs. Meyer liked her son-in-law more and more as time went by. She thought he was a perfect match
for her daughter.
Tiana was listening to their conversation from inside the car. She clenched her hands together angrily.
She hated it when others called Charles a cripple.
Mrs. Meyer didn’t want to waste any more of her time with Declan, “John is here, give me Charles.”
Declan proceeded to open the door. At the same time, John was about to get out of the car. The car
door opened the moment he touched the car lock. It was too sudden and he wasn’t expecting it. He
was hurt and his reaction was slower. Hence, he fell out of the car when the car door was open and
landed right next to Declan’s foot.
“Mr. Bailey, you have to take revenge for me.” John grabbed Declan’s pants as if he was his life-saving
buoy.
Declan frowned, he almost didn’t recognize John. Armand didn’t pay attention to where he hit, John’s
face was swollen all over, “What happened to you?”
“I don’t know. Suddenly, I was in Matthew and Co.’s hands. They are not human…” He shivered in fear
remembering how he got beaten up. He still had lingering fear, “I’m lucky to still be alive, I almost
died…”
John started to cry.
Declan’s face twisted, he kicked John and yelled, “You’re a man, stop sobbing!”
John quickly shut himself up and didn’t dare to talk anymore.
Declan was mad that John was captured by Matthew. He just told Charles that Matthew couldn’t even
find John. And he was wrong!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. It was all John’s fault for being useless.
“You’re saying that the wounds on your body were because of Matthew?” said Declan coldly.
John nodded, he said ignoring the pain he was feeling, “They did it on purpose, they wanted to give
you a warning.”
John wasn’t that useless. He knew what to say so that Declan would lash his anger at Matthew and not
him.
“What?” Declan was furious.
John managed to enrage Declan. He hated being looked down upon, hated being challenged.
He never lost, how could he take this?
“Matthew said that you cannot win against him and that one day, you will die in his hands.” John
continued instigating Declan, hoping to get his revenge through him.
“Hmph, great, great.” Declan’s face turned green, “I’ll show him who’ll die in whose hands!”
John lowered his head, his eyes filled with vengeance.
He had to have his revenge! For all he had suffered!
“Charles.” Tiana got out of the car excitedly when she saw Charles walking out of the house. She ran
towards him.
“Are you okay?” Tiana checked his body, she was afraid that he got hurt.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Charles grabbed her hand, “Were you scared?”
Tiana nodded her head honestly, “Of course. I was so scared that I couldn’t sleep, I was so worried that
you got hurt.”
Charles caressed her face, “It’s my fault. I made you worried. I promise that there’ll be no next time.”
Tina said, “Let me get you into the car. Let’s leave.”
“You should get into the car with mother-in-law first. I have something to say to Declan.”
Tiana didn’t understand what else was there to talk about with this kind of person.
Charles tapped on her hand, “Listen to me.”
Tiana was obedient, she grabbed Mrs. Meyer’s arm and said, “Let’s wait for him in the car.”
Mrs. Meyer looked at Charles, “Let’s call it quits.”
She didn’t want to have anything to do with Declan anymore, but she didn’t want to make him her
enemy.
“I know, but Tom is still in his hands. Mother, you don’t have to worry about this, I’ll talk to him,” said
Charles calmly.
Tom was always with him. Because Charles was crippled, Tom was always by his side, following him
around.
Declan caught both of them and brought Tom somewhere else.
Mrs. Meyer got even angrier at Declan. Not only he captured her son-in-law, but he also captured the
people around him. He didn’t give her any face.
She had a cold expression on her face. She got into the car with her daughter and didn’t want to talk to
Declan anymore.
She was extremely disappointed with her brother.
Charles glanced at John who was still on the floor, “Did you get hit?”
“Are you stupid? How else would he get so much blood on his body?” Declan thought that Charles was
an idiot, asking the obvious.
Little did he knew that Charles was leading them into a trap.
Charles laughed, “Well, there’s blood on his body, but I’m not sure if he got hit. If it’s just a simple
beating then it’s no big deal. I was just worried that he suffered for nothing.”
“What do you mean?” John felt something was off.
“Why are you so nervous? I was just worried that you didn’t hold through the torturing and spilled some
beans about Mr. Bailey…”
“Don’t frame me.” John got nervous. He was being interrogated by Boyce last night, he had to spill the
beans or else he was a goner.
He didn’t know much about Declan, but he told Boyce everything he knew in order to live on.
Declan squinted his eyes, “Their interrogated you?”
John would never admit to it, he denied, “No.”
Declan looked at John suspiciously, “Really?”
Charles managed to successfully plant a seed of suspicion in Declan’s heart.
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