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That was how the scene just now came to be. Yale brought all the documents over to question Cordelia about her
right to change the rule.
“Yale, it’s not me,” Cordelia calmly said with a smile. “Grandpa agreed to change it too. The Hamertons are a big
family, and the bigger a family is, the more careful money is used.
“So, there’s no wrong in me changing this rule!”
“Who the f*ck do you think you are!?” Yale pointed his finger at her. “Grandpa gives you a nod, and you think it’s an
immunity?
“Zephyr signed the documents. Shoot me if I can’t get the money today!”
“Zephyr didn’t sign them.” Cordelia looked up at him with a cold smirk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Lies!” Yale waved the documents. “Look at them carefully! Zephyr’s signature is on every last page!”
“But Zephyr’s gone missing.” Cordelia’s lips tugged. “Why, don’t you know?”
“You—”
Yale’s heart lurched. The woman knew everything! He would expose himself if he went on. However, he could not
show any sign of it. He could only argue that Marcus was Zephyr.
“Are you kidding?” Yale walked up confidently. “I just met Zephyr a few days ago!”
“Are you sure you didn’t meet a fake one?”
Yale went white.
Cordelia took a purposeful moment of silence before she looked at him. “Zephyr’s really gone missing.”
“Hah!”
She continued. “Two weeks ago, he was supposed to take a private jet to Southeast Aciatic and meet the Irwins, but
the plane lost communication halfway through the flight, and no one knows if he’s alive or dead…”
Yale furrowed his brows, wondering what trick the woman had up her sleeve next.
Cordelia spoke seriously. “Yale, if his plane crashes again this time, it has nothing to do with you and Uncle Matthew,
right?”
Yale tensed and yelled, “What are you talking about? Of course not!”
“That’s good,” Cordelia said softly. “Better not be like the last time when you played some tricks and made the jet
lose control. Zephyr was stranded in Jangasas and was very seriously injured. He only got better after half a year…”
“Cordelia, what the f*ck are you saying!?” Yale cried, “I didn’t do anything about that plane crash! Don’t accuse
me!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“It wasn’t you.” Cordelia raised her brows. “So, it was Uncle Matthew?”
“Of course it’s him!” Yale glared. “He got a maintenance worker to wreck the plane system, so it’s hopeless even if
Zephyr takes a parachute from the top—”
‘Sh*t!’ Yale went quiet abruptly. When he snapped his head up, he met Cordelia’s shiny eyes.
She brandished the recording pen in her hand and turned to press a button on her desk. It prompted the other side
of the suite to open up.
Yale’s heart was so close to stopping when he saw Liam walk out slowly from inside. The jade eyes on the latter’s
dragon-head walking cane shone in emerald under the light and looked solemn.
“Grandpa…” Yale stammered as sweat dotted his forehead.
Liam’s eyes were stern when he stared at him. “Hah, so Zephyr was nearly killed five years ago because of
Matthew and your conspiracy!?”
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