To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 132

Chapter 132 He’s A Victim Too

Alec thought that Max was pitiful. They shared similar fates, but at the same time, they weren’t very

similar.

Although Alec had lost both his parents, he still had a grandfather-one who was strict but caring, and who genuinely loved and protected him. It resulted in Alec and Max having very different upbringings.

Jenny only knew about this shared past between the Fausts and the Pearsons now. It was no wonder that every time Max brought up the Fausts, his face would twist in hatred.

But could he really blame the Fausts? Even Alec?

After all, Alec was a victim too.

Jenny was silent. She suddenly didn’t know who to feel sorry for.

“That’s all. Eat your breakfast.” Alec interrupted her train of thought. He showed no signs of upset over losing his parents. To him, that was all in the past.

Jenny nodded. She followed him into the living room, and they slowly ate breakfast.

“You can stay if you don’t want to move out,” Jenny said after a while.

Her expression amused Alec, and his lips curled up. “Are you pitying me?”

“No.” She shook her head at once, but she knew that she felt guilty about his past.

“You don’t have to. They’re just strangers to me. I’m not even upset about them being gone,” Alec said. He cared nothing for his irresponsible parents at all. For the past twenty or so years, he only cared

about his grandfather.

Although, it looked like he would care for Jenny now, too.

Jenny looked at his calm expression. He did look like someone who didn’t mind. “I really don’t care!” she lied. “Does someone like you even need sympathy?”

“Nope. I don’t,” Alec said.

The atmosphere grew quiet once more. No one spoke. Jenny ate her food and realized that it was delicious. She felt a little embarrassed. “This tastes really good. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he replied. “So, can you forgive me for yesterday?”

“No.” Jenny glared at him and put away her cutlery.

Alec didn’t force it. Breakfast was over, so he didn’t have a reason to stay there anymore. He had to leave. “Grandpa misses you. Will you visit him in the Old Mansion when you’re free?”

“Yes, I will.” Jenny nodded.

Alec stood at the door, wanting to keep talking, but Jenny didn’t give him a chance. She shut the door, leaving him outside.

He smiled bitterly and called Vincent. “Get someone to pack up my things here in the condo.”

“Right away, Mr. Faust. Are you preparing to move out? Vincent asked.

“Yes. Move them to Faust Mansion.”

“Yes, sir,” Vincent replied. He didn’t find it strange at all. The company president shouldn’t even have lived in that tiny condominium.

Jenny had organized a meeting in the restaurant that night, and only Gilbert and Max were present.

“So, it seems like you’re considering my suggestion, Miss Jenny?” Max said, chuckling. He was in a good

mood.

He understood Jenny. If she wasn’t considering his suggestion, she wouldn’t have called him and Gilbert

there.

She smiled, nodding. She looked at Gilbert, who returned her gaze. “Jenny has told me about your suggestion, Mr. Pearson. I think it’s possible, and I believe you will be a valuable ally in our work.”

“Of course,” Max replied.

“Tonight, we’re mainly talking about splitting the profits with the Pearsons. It’s best to put these things out in the open to prevent fights in the future.”

Gilbert was a qualified business person. He would forever favor profit.

Max was not angry when he heard this. “Of course.” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

After that, the two began talking about their business partnership. Jenny didn’t know the details of it all, but she didn’t say much. She was merely a bridge connecting the two of them.