Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 643

The temperature at the moment could be considered winter, but even so, it was still warm under the sunlight.

However, when Theodore thought of his father's deeds, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his bones even though he was standing under the warm sun.

He took out his phone and called Xavier. Recently, his brother had been busy with the company's business. He had already rejected many of Wilson's projects, and he had also lost quite a bit of his money. If he doesn't make more, he'll go bankrupt soon.

"What's the matter?"

"Wilson has returned to the country," Theodore said in a cold voice. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Xavier's expression froze when he heard that. Then, he chuckled. "So what if he's back? There's no place for him at Godfrey Group anyway."

"I just want to remind you to never underestimate our father. You have already seen what he can do, haven't you?"

When Xavier heard the word 'father', he really wanted to laugh. Wilson was not worthy of being his father.

He was a scumbag who deserved to die.

He hung up the phone without saying anything.

He also asked Yantsey to investigate and figure out the purpose of Wilson returning to the country.

At this moment, Wilson was unbothered and went straight to Missha. He wanted to ask her what was going on in person.

Missha came out directly after receiving a phone call. She would never let Wilson enter the Jenkins family home, not to mention letting her family know what she had done.

The two of them met in a cafe. Wilson looked at her, and his gaze burned with anger.

"Mr. Godfrey, you don't have to be so agitated. I am a businesswoman. There is no such thing as a free lunch. Don't you understand that?"

Wilson snorted. "Wow, what an eye-opener. Miss Jenkins, your level of wickedness is truly amazing."

"Wicked? I am nothing compared to you, Mr. Godfrey. You could even plot against your own wife, and even your most beloved woman. I'm nowhere close to being wicked compared to you," she replied with a half-smile. She kept stirring the coffee, and the coldness in her gaze was comparable to that of a glacier.

Suddenly, he felt a chill running down his spine.

"You... You investigated me."

"Why can't I investigate you? If you dare to do it, then why would you be afraid that others will know?"

"You..."

Her expression suddenly changed, and she said coldly, "Wilson, let me tell you, don't think that you are making a great loss. You should be glad that you are still useful. Otherwise, do you think I'd still be willing to lend a hand to you?"

Hearing this, he felt extremely angered. It turned out he was still useful to Missha, otherwise, she wouldn't even help him in the first place.

"Missha, do you think you're such a great person?" He stared at her with a gloomy expression.

She raised her eyebrows. "I have never said I am a good person, but I have no skeletons in my closet. I dare you to investigate me."

"Don't be so complacent. There will be a day when you will fail."

"I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see it," Missha responded with a smile, then got up and walked out.

Wilson was left to sit alone on the chair. Without thinking, he directly threw away the glass that was on the table.

That damn b*tch.

"She'd better not fall into my hands," he thought.

Theodore found out about the meeting between Wilson and Missha, and he became more and more suspicious of her.

After thinking for a while, he went to find Everleigh.

She was still in the hospital's operating room. When Theodore arrived, she had not finished yet. Christopher, on the other hand, had just finished his work. When he looked at Theodore, he was a little startled.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm looking for Everleigh."

"What for?" Christopher asked curiously.

Generally, Theodore would come looking for Everleigh when something had happened.

It was most likely something that was related to her.

"Is it something about her parents?" Christopher asked solemnly.

Theodore frowned slightly and shook his head. "No, it's about her aunt."

When Christopher heard that it was about her aunt, he knew that it was about Missha. Speaking of which, the last time he saw her, he felt that something was wrong at that time.

"I heard from Everleigh that it's very likely that Missha was the murderer back then, but there isn't enough proof, right?"

Theodore didn't answer. Instead, he asked in a serious tone.

"You can put it that way."

"Have you thought of a plan to let her expose herself?" Christopher asked curiously.

Theodore took a deep breath and tilted his head. Reflected in his dark pupils was Christopher's face. "This is not the first time you've known Missha. Everything that happened more than twenty years ago was carried out by her flawlessly. One can never imagine how cunning she is. Would she be fooled by an ordinary trick?"

What Theodore said made sense to Christopher.

However, it shouldn't go on like this. Theodore was also suspecting whether Wilson had cooperated with Missha, or if she had used Wilson to do something. It was hard to say.

It was only at that moment that Theodore realized that Wilson's intelligence was truly way more inferior than that of Missha's.

When Everleigh came out, she saw the both of them. "Theodore, when did you arrive?"

"It's been a while. I had a chat with Christopher." It was only after listening to her words that Theodore came to his senses.

"How's the patient? I'm on duty today," Christopher explained.

She nodded and told him, "The operation went smoothly. I need you to take care of the patient. Also, I heard that Dr. Harrison will come back in a few days with a new machine. Do you know about this?"

"No."

She smiled and said, "Forget it. When he comes back, you'll know. I'll leave first."

"Go ahead and enjoy, both of you." Christopher waved his hand and indicated for them to leave quickly.

Everleigh and Theodore left. "You're looking for me for something, aren't you? Or else, why would you come so early?"

"Wilson and Missha met today. I suspect that there is something wrong."

Everleigh was startled and asked tentatively, "Are you thinking that there's any evil dealings between them?"

"I don't know. I have no clue what Wilson is planning, and I don't know what your aunt is planning either. Everleigh, I'm telling you this because I want you to go back and probe your aunt on this

matter. See what role she is going to play this time."

She understood. "So you want me to become a double agent?"

"Double agent? No, that's too much. You just need to probe your aunt." Theodore laughed lightly. It wasn't a bad metaphor though.

Everleigh also chuckled and said, "Then drive me to the Jenkins family home. Let's do it now since there's no better day than today."

"Sure." He would go with her into the house as well, but he wouldn't say much.

When the both of them came to the Jenkins family, only Alexander and Missha were home. Everleigh asked, "Where is Uncle Saniogo?"

"He went out to have dinner with his friends. They haven't met for a long time now," Alexander explained whilst asking the maids to pour two cups of tea.

"Where is Aunt Missha?"

"She's dealing with her business upstairs. It seems that Cynthia has not reached an agreement on the collaborative project abroad," Alexander said. He felt that Cynthia was not suitable to become a businesswoman.

Everleigh and Theodore looked at each other and said, "Cynthia should have been familiar with the company's business by now."