If Brettley found out about Nigel’s existence…
Bethan did not even dare imagine what would happen next.
If Brettley found out about Nigel, she would have nothing to fight for anymore.
Bethan continued to feel dazed the entire morning. She was terrified that Brettley would summon her into his office and demand to know why she had kept one of her children secret.
After what seemed like forever, she made it to noon. Bethan let out a sigh and started packing her things to head to lunch. All of a sudden, she received a call from Brettley.
“Come to my office,”
Brettley’s steely voice rang out from the other end of the line. “I’ve asked a photo restoration specialist to fix the picture for you, but I have something to ask you.”
Although Bethan had zero intentions to look for Brettley, she still went upstairs and knocked on his room door.
“Enter, ” came Brettley’s emotionless voice from the room.
Bethan took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and entered. “Mr. Morrison.”
Brettley flatly glanced at her before he gestured with his hands. “Take a seat.”
“I won’t be sitting. “
Bethan took a deep breath, her gaze calm. “It’s lunchtime. Please try to make this short, Mr. Morrison.”
Of course, she only said that in fear Brettley had realized the whole Nigel problem, yet he still wanted to keep her in suspense.
At that point, she no longer had the power to change anything.
If Brettley truly realized Nigel’s existence, she only hoped that he would be done with it quickly instead of prolonging it.
To Brettley, however, it seemed like she was throwing a tantrum.
He gazed at her with his deep eyes. “Are you still angry about the incident this morning?”
Indeed, Alice had crossed the line that morning, and he had only lightly chided her for it.
After all, it was his company and Alice was his wife. He had to spare her some embarrassment.
Bethan lifted her head and looked at him. “Didn’t you say that the photo has been repaired? Is there anything else?”
Brettley furrowed her brows. He did not further harp on her attitude problem and passed her the repaired photo.
Bethan accepted it with both hands slightly trembling. There was no longer any trace of damage on the place where Alice’s high heels once stepped on.
Moreover, to make the photo look better, the photo restoration specialist even treated Nigel’s face in the photo. That way, Nigel’s face has a tint of rosiness on his face, and he looked even more like Neil.
Bethan held the photo and felt emotions bubbling in her chest. Nigel looked like this before, and he once was an active, carefree, and healthy boy like Neil.
Once he got sick, everything changed.
“I do have something to ask you about the photo.”
Brettley sat down on his chair. “When I stayed over at your place at Swan Lake Residences the last time, I also saw a heavy photo album with Neil in a similar hospital gown. After looking at the album, I even brought Neil over to the hospital for a check-up. The results showed that he has no sickness at all, so I believed you that he was only staying in the hospital because of the flu.”
Then, Brettley got up and took the photo from Bethan. He pointed at the wristband Nigel was wearing in the photo.
“If he only had the flu, why is he in the hematology department?”
Bethan’s breath stopped.
She bit her lips and subconsciously glanced at the photo.
The wristband on Nigel’s wrist did indeed say the hematology department.
Previously, when they unintentionally took this photo, Nigel learned how to Photoshop to get rid of those words.
Back then, Neil and Nellie even praised his thoroughness.
Alas, the hematology department was right there, blatantly shown in the photo.
“The photo restoration specialist was the one who restored it.”
Brettley seemed to have seen through her confusion. Brettley’s gaze was calm. “He said that this photo has signs of it being Photoshopped, so I got him to try to restore it. That was when I saw these unbelievable words.”
Then, Brettley looked at Bethan closely with his deep gaze. He seemingly wanted to read her mind. “Why did you send Neil to the hematology department, even though you said that he only caught the small flu?”
Bethan closed her eyes.
After a long while, Bethan took a deep breath and smiled.
“I just made a big deal out of it, really.”
Brettley raised his eyebrows wordlessly as he studied her expression.
Bethan chuckled lightly. “Neil once had a nosebleed from the flu. I saw how many leukemia patients were eventually diagnosed because of unstoppable bleeding from the nose, and I, worried that he’d end up like that, sent him straight to the hematology department to have a check-up. In the end, it was determined that he only had the flu. It was just a scare.”
Bethan pretended to shrug relaxedly. “Many people get admitted into the hospital due to the flu in the winter, so the doctor made us stay in the hematology department.”
Brettley squinted his eyes. “That’s all?”
“Of course. It’s that simple.”
Bethan chuckled lightly. She snatched the photo from Brettley, turned around, and left.
Brettley remained seated in the same spot as he squinted at Bethan’s leaving form.
The photo restoration specialist’s questions rang in his ears…
“Why was the department’s name the only thing Photoshopped? Were they trying to hide something?”
Brettley closed his eyes shut depressingly.
If it was like what Bethan said, that it was just some misunderstanding, there was no need to Photoshop off the hematology department. If anyone were to ask about it, she could have just casually explained it.
The complete opposite happened.
Brettley opened his eyes. He picked up Neil’s last health check-up report once again and flipped through it.
What on earth were Bethan and Neil hiding?
During lunch, Bethan casually ordered something to eat in distraction.
After lunch, she initially wanted to return to the office to take a nap. However, she did not expect that the moment she entered the design department, she bumped into Natasha and Joseph Peterson.
At that moment, the husband and wife duo were sitting next to Alice on each side, watching her eagerly eat the food that they brought for her.
“Alice, how does it taste? These are all your favorite foods.”
“We barely paid attention to you back then, Alice. It’s so rare of you to not only not bear us any grudges, but you also got Mr. Morrison to help us.”
“What do you want to eat tomorrow, Alice? Let us know, and we’ll make them for you.”
Bethan slightly furrowed her eyebrows as she listened to Natasha and Joseph currying favors.
Alice, at that moment, was using her past face and identity. Seeing how eager Natasha and Joseph were toward her, Bethan had mixed feelings.
At that moment, Alice looked up and immediately noticed Bethan by the entrance.
Thus, she smiled and greeted loudly, “Hello, Director Bethan! Have you had lunch? Why don’t you come over and join us? Come have a taste of my parents’ cooking! “
Bethan furrowed her brows.
Before she could say anything, however, Natasha harrumphed coldly, “She’s not worthy of our food. “
“Yes, yes, Alice. Your mother specially prepared this for you.”
“Mom, Dad…”
Alice smiled halfheartedly and looked at Bethan. Then, she looked at Natasha and Joseph.
“You might not know this, but Bethan, though with parents, never cared much for her from a young age. They don’t even like her. She has a younger sister at home, but her parents only had her younger sister in their eyes. They never once paid attention to her.
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