Winning Her Heart Back

 The Pierce Family's Son

After a few seconds of silence, Elias said, "Will, didn't you catch a cold a few days ago? It's late. You should probably head home and rest."

William's gaze flickered toward him. "You don't trust me?"

"I'm just concerned about Ash's safety," Elias replied softly. "I can't bear the thought of her facing any more danger."

William turned and left the room without a word. Naturally, Jayden followed close behind.

William exited the hospital, his expression calm and composed. One couldn't tell even if he was disappointed or angry. He opened the car door to get in.

Suddenly, Jayden grabbed his arm. "Will, let's go somewhere to talk. There's something I need to tell you about Wesley."

William turned to face Jayden. His expression was grave, indicating that it was serious.

William's eyes darkened as he said, "Let's go to my place."

"Alright," Jayden agreed.

William was currently staying at Sunnington Hill. When they entered and turned on the lights, Jayden surveyed the room. The place was quiet and eerily still.

William had always disliked having people over at his place. This preference had intensified over the years. As a result, the housekeeper only visited to clean during his working hours. Jayden remarked, "It's isolating to live alone in a place like this."

The atmosphere was undeniably depressing.

William replied simply, "I like the quiet."

Then, he walked to the balcony, where a furniture set made of rattan sat.

There was a kettle and some teacups on the table. Jayden began boiling water while William retrieved some tea leaves from a cabinet.

It was well past two in the morning. The two men sat under the quiet moon as they brewed some tea.

William offered Jayden a cigarette, which he accepted readily. In fact, he took the entire pack from William.

He had a lung ailment, yet he was still smoking. Did he have a death wish?

William didn't fight him and merely asked calmly, "Did you find any trace of the Pierce family's son?"

Last October, Jayden announced that he was going to inspect business operations both

domestically and internationally.

That was when William entrusted him with the task of finding the Pierce family's son who had been kidnapped years ago. Although he knew the chances of finding the boy after all these years were slim, he still had a sliver of hope.

"No," Jayden replied. It was the same answer every time.

William was neither surprised nor disappointed.

Jayden tore open the pack of tea leaves and poured some into the teapot. "Whenever I arrive in a new place, I make connections with the local underworld to ask about the boy's whereabouts.

"Typically, human traffickers' networks are interconnected. By investigating layer by layer, one can usually uncover some leads, however small. But what's strange is that, when it comes to the Pierce family's son, there are absolutely no leads whatsoever."

William picked up the kettle of boiling water, signaling Jayden to move his hand aside.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Jayden leaned back in his chair and gazed at William. He deliberately spoke slowly with a pointed undertone. "But the other day, after seeing the photo I had, someone claimed that the boy named Kingston Pierce resembled... Mrs. Graham."

William was taken aback. The hot water being poured into the teapot veered off course and spilled over.

It took him a few moments to process the information. "Are you saying Mrs. Pierce resembles Mr. Norman's wife?"

An absurd thought flashed through his mind, but he dismissed it immediately. "The Pierce and Graham families have always been close. Mrs. Pierce and Mrs. Graham were also good friends. That person must be mistaken."

Jayden was uncertain. "I couldn't find any photos of Mrs. Pierce, so there's no way to confirm it. But Wesley must be Mrs. Filo's son. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the right to inherit the Filo Group."

The possibility, as absurd as it seemed, hinged on the assumption that Yennifer was Julianna, the woman who had reportedly jumped into the river in despair after her son's kidnapping.

If that were true, then Wesley and Emelie were...