The reason why she told Hugh Dong so much, and even used provocation at the end, was that she wanted Hugh Dong to go to Owen Dong himself for confirmation.
Because no matter how much other people say, even if the evidence they come up with is decisive, it is not as useful as what he himself can confirm.
I just wish he had begged off sooner so he could have gotten out of the Dongs and back into The Lane Family.
With that in mind, Christine White rubbed her cheeks, grabbed her bag from the coffee table, and headed out the door once more.
The Lane Family Group.
Gates stood in front of the elevator with a file in his hand and was just about to reach out and press the elevator when he saw the doors open and Christine White emerge from it, and couldn’t help but be surprised for a split second, “What brings you here, ma’am?”
“Assistant Gates, there you are.” Christine White saw him and was mildly surprised.
Gates nodded, “President Lane asked me to deliver the information.”
“As it happens, I have something for him, is he in his office?” Christine White asked.
Gates smiled back, “That’s right, President Lane is in his office, you go to him ma’am.”
“Okay, thanks.” Christine White nodded her thanks, then crossed over to him and headed for the president’s office.
Dang!
Christine White raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Baird Lane’s cool voice soon came through the door, “Enter!”
Christine White pushed her way in.
Baird Lane looked up from behind his computer and saw that it was her, the end of his eyebrows raised slightly, “What brings you here?”
He asked the same question as Gates.
Christine White pulled out the chair across from his desk and sat down, removing the bag from her shoulder and placing it on her desk, “I’m here to tell you that the appraisal results are in.”
“What did you say?” Baird Lane’s eyes glazed over and his tone deepened for a moment, “How did it turn out?”
Christine White gave him a serious look for a few seconds before smiling and nodding, “Congratulations, he is indeed your brother.”
Baird Lane’s pupils narrowed and his grip on the mouse tightened abruptly, “Seriously?”
“A thousand times over!” Christine White nodded heavily.
Baird Lane looked faintly agitated, “Who is he?”
“Hugh Dong!” said Christine White, spitting out two words slowly and watching his expression to see how he would react when he heard it was Hugh Dong.
It’s surprise, or disbelief.
As it turns out, it’s both.
Baird Lane’s brow furrowed into a chuan when he heard that Nigel Lane was Hugh Dong, and his words were laced with undisguised dislike, “How could it be him!”
“I know you’re surprised, but as it turns out, he is indeed Nigel Lane, your brother.” Christine White said as she spread her hands.
Baird Lane’s thin lips pursed into a straight line, “As I recall, you suspected it was him before, and for that reason, you also got his hair together with Aunt Lucy to make an identification, and the result of that identification, it wasn’t like this.”
“That time the hair was not Hugh Dong’s, this time Hugh Dong’s hair, I personally pulled it out, and the identification was also done by Ives Norton, do you think there is still a fake?” Christine White looked at him seriously.
Baird Lane’s handsome face was dark and ugly, obviously still unable to accept such a fact.
After all, he and Hugh Dong have been seeing eye to eye, and Hugh Dong is still eyeing his woman.
Now Hugh Dong had become his brother once, how could he accept it!
“By the way, before I came here, I had already told Hugh Dong about this, first,” Christine White suddenly said.
Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed, “You told him?”
“Yes, he’s your brother and has a right to know about it.” Christine White returned.
Baird Lane let go of the mouse, his tone a little displeased, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll … tell him this all of a sudden?”
“I know what you’re worried about, nothing more than that he won’t be able to take it and do something, but I can tell you unequivocally that he won’t, and he’s vaguely convinced in his heart of hearts, so now he’s gone to Owen Dong to seek clarification on whether or not it’s all true.” Christine White cut him off.
Baird Lane’s frown tightened, “Owen Dong ….. … Hugh Dong is Nigel, so Owen Dong is the one who carried off Nigel?”
“That’s right, the Dong family is the one hiding behind The Lane Family’s enemies, this is what I have, during this period of time, extracted from Hugh Dong, you can listen to it, in it, there is the cause of the Dong family’s hatred with The Lane Family.” Christine White said and took out a flash drive from her bag and handed it to him.
He looked at it for two seconds before picking it up, plugging it into his computer, and playing the recording from the flash drive.
The recording was long, over ten minutes, and neither spoke during its playback, both listening intently.
It wasn’t until after listening that Baird Lane hammered his fist on his desk to break the silence, “I can’t believe it!”
No wonder when he first asked his grandfather why Owen Dong suddenly left the country more than twenty years ago, it actually turned out to be a reason.
“Baird, now that you know that The Lane Family’s enemies are the Dongs, how do you plan to take on the Dongs?” Christine White asked.
Baird Lane lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotions under his eyes, but the coldness emanating from his body was enough to prove that he was furious at this moment, “Dong family, I won’t let go.”
“I knew it.” Christine White picked up his teacup and took a sip, “But …”
“But what?” Baird Lane looked at her.
Christine White put her teacup down, “I think one thing you should find out before dealing with the Dong family is what really happened between Owen Dong and Pa more than twenty years ago when Hugh Dong said that Pa was responsible for Owen Dong’s disability …”
“That’s absolutely impossible!” Baird Lane dismissed the statement outright without even thinking about it.
Christine White mused for two seconds, “I know you don’t believe it could have been Dad, and I don’t believe it either, but there are no absolutes, not to mention that it’s been over twenty years, so it’s all the more reason for us to figure it out, isn’t it?”
“Can’t figure it out unless we catch Owen Dong and get everything from him about that year.” Baird Lane pursed his lips.
Christine White smiled, “Isn’t there still Fubar.”
“Furber?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes.
Christine White hmmmed, “I’m sure Fubar knows.”
“Not really.” Baird Lane shook his head.
Christine White looked at him, “Why?”
“I’ve asked Grandpa before, and Grandpa said he didn’t know, so you think Fubar would know?” Baird Lane squinted at her.
Christine White smacked her lips, “That’s not necessarily true, maybe grandpa knew but didn’t tell you, anyway, go back to the old mansion tonight and ask, it won’t be too much trouble, what do you think?”
She came up to him and winked at him.
Baird Lane looked at her expectant gaze and his thin lips twitched in acquiescence.
Christine White smiled and took her head back, “That’s decided then, the other thing is about Hugh Dong, I told him that as soon as he is sure that he is indeed Nigel Lane, he will go back to The Lane Family to recognize his ancestor and help us to deal with the Dong family, so you should think about it and what to how to reconcile with him.”
“Reconciliation?” Baird Lane frowned.
Christine White nodded, “Yeah, you guys weren’t on good terms in the first place, and he had his hand in all the heavy damage The Lane Family has taken in the meantime, so it’s safe to say that you guys are at odds with each other, shouldn’t you be reconciled?”
Baird Lane dropped his eyelids and didn’t say anything more.
Because he knows that she is right, Hugh Dong is his younger brother, he naturally can’t be dealing with Hugh Dong anymore, instead, he still has to think about how to get closer to Hugh Dong.
What an ill fate, why Hugh Dong is Nigel!
Baird Lane pinched his brow in annoyance, “Wait until he’s sure of his own birth.”
“That’s fine, then should we tell this good news to grandpa, grandpa’s two biggest regrets in his life, is that your brother did not find back, as for the other regret ….” Speaking of this, Christine White’s eyes dimmed.
Baird Lane sensed her sudden low mood and asked, “What happened to the other regret?”