Book TRK
Chapter 211
Chapter 211
“Huh? I’m not. You’re mistaken.”
Olivia came to her senses, and her face turned even redder. She jerked her head away from him.
“You are. I heard it all.”
“I’m not.”
“Okay, okay, okay, you’re not.”
“I am!” Olivia continued to refute but somehow felt that something was amiss.
“Yes, that’s what my dear wife said. I’ll remember it.” William felt satisfied.
…Ah, how embarra**ing.
At the same time, Marshal, who was driving, also felt that he was going to die.
Mr. Kinsman and Mrs. Kinsman seemed to be getting better and better, but why did they sound like
they were not even as intelligent as young Mr. Kinsman? Oh, did he overhear some big secret!
Yes, he should be outside the car then, not in it!
“Okay, you can think I was caring about you, but let’s make a deal. If you want to avenge Old Mr.
Kinsman, count me in!” In order to ease the embarra**ment, Olivia brought back the main topic.
“Yes, but I have a condition.”
“What is it?”
“You can’t do anything dangerous.”
“I…”
“Olivia, if you don’t agree, then don’t talk about anything else. William looked at Olivia with a very
determined attitude.
“Deal!”
“Johnathan is very dangerous. Can you stay away from him in the future?”
“Uh…” Why did they bring him up again?
There was definitely something going on between the two of them.
Olivia’s curiosity was instantly piqued.
“Of course, I can do that, but I have to know why, right? As the saying goes, know your enemy. Why
don’t you tell me about the grievances between you so that I can know better?”
“You want to know?”
“Yes.
“I can’t explain it clearly in such a short time. Why don’t I tell it to you as a bedtime story tonight?”
William looked at Olivia and leaned over to grab her into his arms.
“Huh?” Olivia, who fell into his embrace, felt a little confused.
However, she quickly realized that William was flirting.
“After all, this involves our family’s secrets. We should really talk about it under a blanket.
“William!”
‘I’m here.
“Stop being so shameless!”
Marshall agreed in his heart.
At that moment, how he wished he were deaf!
He was just a young single man. What sins could he have possibly committed? Why was he going to
be overwhelmed by their public display of affection for the rest of his life?
In the meantime, in Dean’s apartment. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Dean reeked of a stench. He had just been released from the police station and looked haggard.
His clothes were torn and stained with dirt, and his hair was getting spa rser obviously because of his
extreme anxiety,
On his head, it was full of bald patches.
Griffin helped him sit down on the sofa and then hurried to get him some water,
However, there was even no drinking water in the house. Since Dean came back from the police
station, he had not spoken again. His eyes were dull, and he looked like a fool, which made Griffin
really worried.
“Mr. Clarke, you can’t be like this. The Clarke family still depends on you!” Griffin couldn’t help but try to
cheer up Dean.
“It’s over, it’s all over. Our Clarke family can’t rise again,” said Dean stiffly, like an emotionless machine.
“It’s not the end of the month yet, Mr. Clarke. There’s still some time. Why don’t we think of another
way?”
“What else can I do? The start-up fund of Valenfield Bay costs at least 75 million dollars in the early
stage. Where can I get it in a few days?”
Dean leaned against the sofa in despair, feeling that it was the end of the world.
“Don’t mind me, Griffin. Go find a new employer for yourself.”
Recently, Dean had seen Griffin’s loyalty crystal clear. Griffin was a butler who was even more reliable
than his own wife and children at such times.
That was why he didn’t want to implicate Griffin.
The matters of the Clarke family had nothing to do with Griffin.
As a professional housekeeper, Griffin could totally find another job.
That was Dean’s real thoughts at the moment. Perhaps he didn’t even realize that there was still a
human side of him deep down.
Griffin immediately knelt down in front of Dean when Dean wanted to drive him away. The old ser vant
pled in a choked voice. “I’m not leaving, Mr. Clarke. I’ve been by your side for so many years. We’ll
think of something!”
He had been homeless since he was a child, and it was the Clarke family who took him in.
Ever since he was a child, he had been working for Dean. He had spent his entire life repaying Dean.
So he didn’t want to go anywhere!
He had to bring back the once high-spirited Mr. Clarke!
“Actually, there’s another way. Although it’s a little risky, we can really get a large sum of money from it
soon.” Griffin nervously came up with a plan.
“What is it?” Although Dean cooperatively asked, his face was still expressionless.
He knew that Griffin was comforting him, so he didn’t hold any hope at all!
“I bought accident insurance for myself before, and the deposit is 15,000,000 dollars. As long as I have
an accident, you, as a beneficiary, will definitely get the money.”
Griffin sounded desperate. That was the worst-case scenario he had imagined after what had
happened to the Clarke family.
He had made up his mind a long time ago that if Dean was forced into a dead end, he would save
Dean.
Dean seemed to have been provoked because he sat bolt upright and pulled Griffin to warn him. “No!
Griffin, stu pid like that!”
you
can’t be
When he heard that he could get money, Dean hesitated, but he couldn’t in the end.
“This is the fastest way, Mr. Clarke. Anyway, if it weren’t for the Clarke family, I wouldn’t have been able
to live until now. I feel grateful for the past few decades!”
“Griffin, let’s think of another way. If you die, I’ll be alone by myself. I don’t want that!” Dean clutched
Griffin, his hands trembling and his mind racing.
All he thought about then was to stop Griffin from trying to kill himself.
Griffin was moved as Dean seemed to have regained his fighting spirit. “Mr. Clarke!”
“Go to the suburbs, Griffin. Rent an apartment, and then sell the apartment here and the burnt villa.
Yes, sell them. We can at least get some money from them, don’t you think?”
Dean had decided.
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He probably couldn’t even afford a meal with the cash in his pocket, but he could still exchange the
house for some
money.
Although the villa had been burned down, it had a good location. If the price was low enough, someone
would take over.
“Mr. Clarke, this is your only residence now. Are you really going to sell it?” Griffin asked in surprise.
“Yes, sell it. And, help me prepare an auction. We will drop the Valenfield Bay project!”
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