Chapter 450
Wilton stepped out of the bedroom. He walked over to the balcony on the third floor, propped himself up on the
railing, and let the night wind breeze through the French windows, rustling his hair. He had a scar on his brow, a
faint one that everyone assumed was the result of some scrap he got into with some hotheaded trust-fund kid.
He gently traced the scar, and his eyes gradually turned hollow. This scar was from a car accident six years ago.
Because he was, in fact, Frances. And the one lying in the hospital bed was his younger brother, Wilton.
Six years ago, they were both in a car accident. At the time, the Boswell family was in a shaky position. Frances, the
heir to the Boswell Enterprises, was involved in a suspicious car crash. Both the Boswell boys were hurt, but Wilton
got the worst of it, while Frances got off with a few scratches.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKnowing he was on his way out, Wilton insisted he was Frances to protect his brother. That was how they dodged
Mina’s plot.
Seeing “Frances” critically injured, Mina dropped her plans to get rid of him. They found a scapegoat, and a drunk
truck driver was willing to take the fall.
The brothers looked so similar that no one noticed the switch. From that day on, Frances lived under the name
Wilton. He went from being the center of attention to playing the part of a carefree playboy, all to make Mina and
her lot let their guard down.
And so it had been for six years. The only ones in the know were the two brothers, John and Morgan.
Downstairs, a servant saw Wilton leaving the bedroom. Timing it perfectly, he headed downstairs. Mina yawned,
ready to end the night. The servant reported to her, “Wilton spent 40 minutes in Frances’ room.”
Mina nodded and began to head upstairs to rest. Ava trailed behind. She said, “The doctor said Frances won’t last
much longer, at most half a year.”
Mina replied, “He is the eldest son of the Boswell family after all. He should die with dignity, right? It wouldn’t hurt to
give him a wife before he kicks the bucket, would it?”
Ava chuckled, “Madam, your arrangement is quite fitting. Let’s have the Santos girl move in next week.”
She continued, “But this marriage arrangement was made by the old man himself, should we give him a heads-up?
Morgan’s old staff are few and far between now. Boswell Enterprises is practically ours. When Frances passes on,
it’s only natural that I take over. As for Wilton, his reputation doesn’t exactly scream ‘heir to the Boswell throne.”
Wilton, the playboy who only knew how to spend money and have fun, just needed to be given some money to live
on. They had no plans to give him a position at Boswell Enterprises.
“But now, Boswell Entertainment is under Wilton’s control.” Ava said.
Mina responded, “It’s just Boswell Entertainment. It won’t make much of a difference.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe next morning, Daisy received news from the Boswell family that Madam Boswell wanted to see her.
She asked while munching on her sunny-side-up eggs, “Do I really have to go?”
Rosie looked at her and answered, “Of course, she will be your future mother-in-law after all. How could you refuse
when she wants to see you? Plus…”
Seeing her mother trail off, Daisy asked, “What else is there?”
At this point, Wyatt chimed in, “Also, the Boswell family is pretty much under Madam Mina’s control now. If Daisy
really wants to live a good life in the Boswell family, she needs to get past Mina.”
Daisy nodded, “I understand.”
Rosie wore a worried expression, “I never agreed with Daisy marrying that boy from the Boswell family. Because I
fear he doesn’t have long to live.”