Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

“I’ll get my affairs in order as soon as I can and I’ll give you and the baby a bright future.” Moren Howard had to make another promise.

“You’ve said those words more than once, and I don’t know if I should believe you. But I don’t seem to have any other choice but to believe you now.”

Moren Howard just had to take the other woman into his arms, sending a steady stream of warmth to the other woman.

He was ashamed of her, too much. The obsession was so deeply rooted that it caused him to not be able to put Elena Lawrence and the child they both had first.

The two of them held each other for a long time, speechless in relation to each other but also showing a faint sadness.

There is nothing anyone can do to prevent what is about to happen, only to wait.

Unless Moren Howard is willing to give up avenging his brother’s death, there is still room for maneuver.

Watson’s sobriety is another matter when he learns what’s going on.

The company’s assistant told him that Moren Howard became one of the board of directors of the Nancy Group while he was asleep, and that the shares in his hand were not a few, and that together with other shareholders who had the right to control the shares of the Nancy Group, the total number of shares even exceeded the number of shares of the chairman of the board of directors, Mr. Watson was informed of all these events.

When he learned of these events, he was furious; it was not that he had not guessed the nature of Moren Howard, but he had never imagined that his ambition would be exposed so quickly.

When he was in the middle of his anger, Elena Lawrence came in with a bowl of Lotus Seed and Silver Ear Soup and handed it to him attentively.

“Godfather, drink the bowl of sugar water.” There was a palpable look of remorse on her face.

More than not stopping to Moren Howard’s scheme, she had become the other party’s accomplice.

Seeing this, Watson let out a cold snort from his nostrils and turned his head to the other side, “Don’t think that a bowl of sugar water can get rid of me, you also helped him to count me, didn’t you?”

The “he” was conceivably no one else but Moren Howard, and Elena Lawrence answered with a low “yes”, her tone filled with emptiness.

Watson had been so kind to her, yet she hadn’t stopped Moren Howard’s excesses.

“That’s what daughters are like, married daughters, their hearts always go out to the man and not their father.” Watson’s anger had dissipated considerably as he spoke.

Now he only has one daughter left, Elena Lawrence, even though he has only been with her for a short time, but this girl is really good.

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Hearing Watson say that, Elena Lawrence felt a warm current in her heart, sweet and sweet.

Watson’s willingness to say this was as if he really considered her as his own daughter.

She was all alone in this strange city, but she didn’t realize that she was now so lucky to have a beloved person, Moren Howard, and a love child, and now she even had a father as good as Watson.

“Thank you, Godfather, for always being so good to me. Actually, you didn’t have to be so nice to me, my relationship with you was just a way to keep the outside world from talking.”

“Yet you have always treated me with the same care that elders show to their juniors, without fail. Sometimes I am really touched that even though we are not related by blood you are so good to me.”

“Since you can be so kind to me as your goddaughter, Ilya sister you must care even more. In fact … there are some things that we take a step back and see, sister Ilya and Francesca Jones might actually be happy together.”

Elena Lawrence spoke her own words while not forgetting to put in a good word for Ilya, who had run away from home, and if it could lead to a reconciliation between father and daughter, it would not be a bad thing.

Eh, Watson let out a heavy sigh, in which the meaning of helplessness was especially obvious, the wrinkles on his forehead wrinkled into a line resting on his face.

At the moment he wasn’t the boss of the group who said everything, but just a lonely old man who had lost his daughter.

“Elena Lawrence, you will understand what I did when you become a mother later in life. I’m just, for the sake of my child’s happiness. Ilya is still young now, she doesn’t have any social experience. You know, the deciding factor for two people to stay together for a long time is never love.”

“Francesca Jones may like Ilya for a day, a month, a year. But no one can guarantee that he’ll like my daughter for the rest of her life, and men who aren’t devoted won’t be characterized.”

“Just ask me how I can feel comfortable putting my precious daughter in the hands of this man?”

Watson’s words are admittedly valid in his own way, but they’re not perfect and without holes.

Elena Lawrence, at least, could easily see the flaws and point them out.

“I know you’re a father who loves his children, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But children will grow up and live away from their parents one day, and they will live on their own without the shelter of their parents. All of this is something that Ilya’s sister will have to go through, for better or for worse she will have to experience and endure it on her own, and that’s really what life is really about.”

“None of us are her, we can’t make choices for her with our own minds.”

This speech was made by her, and her eyes looked at Watson with incomparable perseverance.

Watson was silent for a few moments, avoiding the question, “Pass me this bowl of sugar water you’re holding, I’m a little thirsty after all that.”

Elena Lawrence obediently handed him the bowl of sugar water in her hand, and did not forget to tell him, “The sugar water is still a little hot, so drink slowly and don’t get burned.”

A warm current passed through Watson’s heart, although he had lost one of his own daughters, he had also gained a goddaughter.

Spoon by spoon, he drank the bowl of sugar water into his stomach and warmed his heart.

After finishing the sugar water, setting the porcelain bowl and spoon aside, he looked at her and spoke, “Regarding Moren Howard this time, I’ll let it go. Let him toss it around, I also want to see just how capable he is and what he can toss around in the end.”

At those words, Elena Lawrence was shocked and her face was overflowing with joy.

“Thank you Godfather, but I also want to ask you to do me a favor.”

“What favor?”

“Can you help me curb the growth of Moren’s power? I don’t want him to make another mistake.” Elena Lawrence spoke seriously.

“What do you mean?” Watson spoke with interest, he had always thought of Elena Lawrence as a woman who was foolishly devoted to Moren Howard.

As long as Moren Howard was going to do something, she was going to agree with it to the end.

Not quite what he’d thought, it seemed.

“I know it may be a bit abrupt for me to say this, but I’m going to say it anyway, and I hope that you, Godfather, will do me this favor. I’m too hopeful that Moren will be able to get lost and won’t make the same mistake again.”

“None of the things that Moren is doing right now are right. But I have advised him, he just won’t listen to me. You should know, Moren is targeting THE Charlie Group and THE Jones Group so much, it’s just to avenge his dead brother.”

“There’s nothing wrong with brotherly love, what’s wrong is that he shouldn’t be unable to distinguish between right and wrong, and just let the obsession of revenge sprout and grow into a huge tree within his heart.”

Elena Lawrence’s analysis was accurate and spot on, it’s a pity that a supreme talent like Moren Howard was half ruined on the road of no return to revenge.

“I have more or less heard about Moore Howard. A large part of the reason why I agreed to work with him and stand on the same boat in the first place was driven by my lust for profit.” Watson frankly admitted what he thought that day.

Now he already regretted a little bit that he shouldn’t have neglected his own daughter for the sake of the district’s interests.