Frightened by Charles' words, Derrick felt that his heart skipped a beat.
Everything he did in the club was very covert. It could be said that Charles didn't have any evidence
yet. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting here safe and sound.
Or could it be that Charles already had some clues, but he just didn't tell anyone because of Frederic's
physical condition?
Thinking about these random guesses, Derrick steeled himself to put on a smile.
"Dad, what kind of club do you have? Why don't I know?" For a moment, Derrick had forgotten to play
dumb because of the fear that crept into him.
This didn't escape Charles' eyes. He squinted at him indifferently but he didn’t say anything more.
Derrick was good at acting, so Charles decided to be an onlooker for the time being.
After hearing Derrick’s questions, Frederic looked at him with burning eyes. "Derrick, don't you know
the matter about Dale?"
"Oh, there are so many clubs in this city. But Dad, which one do you want to take me to? There are a
lot of women in the club, and they are all stunning. Ah, I haven't seen them for a long time. Let them
know that we miss them."
On this part, Derrick didn’t have to pretend at all. He just showed the lustful side of him.
"Hey, Charles, look at your uncle; he must be out of his mind. What is he talking about?" Helpless,
Frederic turned to Charles with a sigh. He was annoyed at Derrick too, but he felt responsible for him.
"Uncle, you are so silly. Let me tell you. The women in Romantic Private Club are really beautiful.
Uncle, how about I introduce some women to you?" As smart as he was, Derrick figured out that
Charles was still testing his reaction.
Therefore, he clapped his hands and smiled. "Okay, okay, I like beautiful women most, especially
Nancy. I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Would you like to introduce Nancy to me? I
really want to know her!"
Knowing his condition, Hardy tried his best to understand him. But when he couldn’t take it anymore,
he scolded, "Derrick, what are you talking about? Nancy is your nephew's wife. Why do you want to
know her? Don’t you have any ethics left in you?"
"Oh, don't be mad at me. I just want to see Nancy. I would really be sad if I don't meet her. You won't hit
me, will you? Hardy, please don't hit me. From now on, I promise to always listen to you. I will gladly
meet whichever woman you want me to meet. What do you think?" As soon as he finished his words,
Derrick flashed a flattering smile.
"You..." There was nothing left to say for Hardy. Derrick’s case was really hopeless.
It was hard to imagine that the shrewd and cunning brother he had ended up like this.
"Charles, your uncle is mad now. Stop talking about the club and let him live a good life for his
remaining time in this world. It was Dale's fault. It has nothing to do with your uncle. I don't want to see
my son being sentenced to death." Sadness crossed Frederic’s eyes.
In the end, Charles only nodded with a smile. He smoothed his hair with his hand and said, "Okay,
you're right. Uncle, there's nothing going on between Nancy and Rick. You don't have to worry about
them. Anyway, I have to go now. I have other things to do."
It was pointless for Charles to stay longer in such a scene. He couldn't be reasonable in front of his
family. They would just tell him to let Derrick be for the sake of their family.
As a result, they couldn't reach an end to their discussion. With Frederic's support, Derrick was now
fearless and arrogant to ignore Charles’ warning.
When Charles was about to leave, Derrick suddenly spoke. "Goodbye, Charles. If you have time, ask
Joseph to come to the hospital to see me. I haven't seen him for a long time. Although he doesn't have
I as his father in his heart. I still take him as my son."
As if he was mocking Charles, Derrick waved at him and smiled. "Aren't you stupid? Why do you still
remember that Joseph is your son?"
Although Charles’ words were sharp, he didn’t seem bothered at all. "I'm a fool, but I still haven’t
forgotten about you. Why can't I remember my own son?"
At this point, Frederic knew that they wouldn't stop arguing, so he interrupted them right away.
"Charles, don't make fun of your uncle. Take good care of your own life and keep an eye on Nancy,
okay?"
"Okay, I'm leaving," replied Charles, annoyed.
This was just an example of what generation gap looked like. It was really difficult to communicate with
older people.
When Charles walked out of the room, he heard Frederic scolding Derrick for achieving nothing at such
an age.
It wasn't only once that Frederic warned him to stay away from women, but Derrick didn't listen. It didn't
really matter if he didn't listen to him, but why was he so stupid to fall into Anna's hands?
Now Derrick not only suffered a crushing defeat, but also turned against Joseph.
The last time Joseph came to see him, he wanted to kill Derrick. How could Joseph come to see him
again?
However, after everything he said, Derrick only replied, "Dad, what did you say? Why didn't I
understand a word?"
Frederic was speechless. Did he just cast pearls before swine?
In a fit of anger, he lifted the crutch beside him and waved it in front of Derrick. "You bastard! Get out of
my face!"
Trying to dodge the crutch, Derrick held his head and moved away. "Hardy, look at our father. How
could he turn against me so easily? What did I say wrong?"
"Dad, you know what a silly man Derrick is. You asked Charles not to make a fuss with him, but look at
you. You’re the one who’s making a fuss." Afraid that he would hit Derrick, Hardy stopped their father in
a hurry.
"Humph! He's stupid! He's stupid! Yes, he is stupid!" Then Frederic threw his crutch on the floor.
"Hardy, I don't want to see his face. Take him away now!"
"Okay, okay. I’ll bring him back to his room." Without waiting for his reply, Hardy pushed Derrick out of
the room.
Everything was heard by Charles, so he sneered. What his grandfather said almost exposed Derrick's
scheme. But Frederic still cared about his son very much, so he couldn't let other people know that he
was just pretending to be a fool.
It was hard to say how long Frederic could keep Derrick alive.
As soon as the door opened, Charles walked away without looking back.
Pointing at Charles’ back, Derrick said, "Hardy, Charles must have eavesdropped on us just now. Look,
he has been out for a while, but he just left now."
"We didn't say anything that he couldn't hear. It's none of your business when he leaves." The fact that
he had to worry about his brother while he was busy taking care of Frederic annoyed Hardy.
Did he owe Derrick something? It never ended! His fracture was about to recover, but Derrick’s silliness
seemed to be incurable.
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