How could it be him?
He made his Mommy cry on the balcony last night. Why did he send her a few car-loads of flowers the next day?
What in the world was he doing? Was it compensation?
“Nigel, did you find it?”
Seeing how Nigel had not responded for a long time, Bethan furrowed her brows and gently asked, “Is it someone I know?”
Nigel suddenly did not know how to tell Bethan the truth.
He bit his lips and was silent for a while. In the end, he took a deep breath.
“Mommy. This person’s information is hidden too deeply. I have not reached that level. I couldn’t get anything out of it.”
Bethan paused for a while, gripping her phone. Even Nigel could not find out? Who would it be?
Perhaps he could feel Bethan’s shock, Nigel bit his lips. He knew that he would not be able to convince Bethan with just a few simple sentences.
Thus, he sighed and pretended to say guiltily, “
Mommy, am I useless? I…I thought that I would be able to find out, but perhaps my level is not there yet. I can’t help you, Mommy. I ‘m really useless…”
Hearing how dejected Nigel sounded, Bethan’s eyes widened.
“Nigel, how could you think that way? You’re only six. You’re already amazing. Don’t worry. Once you get better, we’ll slowly improve. Rest well, I won’t disturb you anymore.”
Bethan was afraid that if she said anymore, she would make her son feel even more inferior, so she quickly hung up.
Nigel let out a long sigh of relief when he heard the disconnecting tone.
He knew that this was a good tactic.
Nigel narrowed his gaze and changed into a more comfortable position on the sofa. He looked at the series of familiar numbers on his computer screen.
What the hell was Brettley going for?
After looking at the screen for a long time, Nigel could not help but take his phone out.
He took a deep breath and dialed Brettley.
When he heard the beeping tone of the call, Nigel’s heart was about to seize up.
Although he has contacted Brettley before…
However, ever since he moved into Blue Bay Villa and ever since his Mommy said that Brettley would not pay for his and Nellie’s medical bills, Nigel felt that Brettley was extremely distant and far away from him, so far that he was untouchable.
Nigel even started to be afraid that once Brettley picked up the call and heard his voice, he would think that he was getting him to pay his medical bills and immediately hang up.
Just when Nigel was anxiously waiting, the call was picked up.
“Hello, Mr. Morrison. I’m Nigel Peterson. I…” “Nigel?”
Before Nigel could finish his sentence, a strange man’s voice interrupted him.
“Why would you call Brettley’s number?”
Nigel’s eyes widened.
This voice and the tone… It did not belong to Brettley!
He was instantly alarmed. Technically speaking, a businessman like Brettley would not simply pass his phone to anyone else. That was because his phone had too much confidential information.
Nigel bit his lips. His voice was filled with caution.
“Who are you? Why do you have Brettley’s phone? “
The man on the other end of the line did not know whether to laugh or cry at Nigel’s serious and guarded reaction.
“Nigel, I’m not a bad person. I ‘m a good friend of your dad. Jude Smith. We have met before.”
Nigel furrowed his brows and thought for a while. His suspended heart finally dropped.
“You’re the pretty handsome but stupid-looking uncle?”
Jude was speechless.
Handsome but stupid-looking? What kind of description was that? “Where is Brettley?”
“He…”
Jude looked at Brettley on the bed, whose face was much paler than the color of the wall.
He could not help but sigh.
“He is…not doing well right now.”
“What do you mean by not well?”
Nigel held the phone, furrowed his brows, and asked.
Jude sighed and looked at Brettley on the bed once more. He turned around and headed outside to the corridors.
“We’re at the hospital right now. There was a… socializing event last night. Brettley was drinking with me. His stomach problems acted up and he is currently still unconscious.”
Upon hearing what Jude said, Nigel subconsciously widened his eyes.
Did Brettley not come over to look for Bethan the night before? He remembered when his Mommy came back with reddened eyes, it was already 1o:30 p.m.
It was impossible for Brettley to have a socializing event at that tie.
However, what Jude said did not seem all fake. Therefore, Nigel boldly deduced that Brettley went drinking with Jude after leaving Blue Bay Villa the night before.
He even drank until his stomach problems acted up.
Brettley always knew his limits. If it was really just socializing, he would not have drunk until that way.
Therefore…
Nigel speculated while bending his fingers that Brettley and his Mommy must have had a conflict the night before.
Also, both of them were very upset after the argument.
Although Bethan cried when she returned home, after he clumsily tried to cheer her up, Bethan returned to her bedroom and went to bed.
She even radiantly went to work that morning. Brettley, on the other hand…
After leaving Blue Bay Villa that night, he must have gone drinking.
He must have drunk so much that he lost his mind.
Upon that thought, Nigel suddenly remembered his reason for calling Brettley.
“Then, Uncle Jude, after Brettley got drunk last night, did he do anything shocking? For example, buying the entire few cities worth of roses to give to my Mommy or something like that…”
Jude, on the other end of the call, instantly tensed up. “What do you mean?”
Nigel did not feel like he needed to hide from Jude.
“It’s like this. This morning, my Mommy received a few car-loads worth of roses. I searched online, and someone bought all of the roses from a few neighboring cities to give them to her. The person was Mr. Brettley Morrison, who did that at three in the morning last night.”
Jude was silent.
He furrowed his brows and thought back about the night before.
Brettley was in the bar with him from eleven to four in the morning.
Around three, Brettley could not help but head to the washroom. When he came back, he was so drunk he lost his mind, yet he smiled mysteriously at Jude.
“I have found a way to make her happy. I will make her happy.”
At that time, Jude did not take his word seriously. He only thought that Brettley was drunk and talking nonsense.
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