“Of course it’s the young master, the one who carried away the young master back then was The Lane Family’s enemy, now The Lane Family’s enemy has found out that it’s the Dong family, which means that it’s Owen Dong who carried away the young master, so where’s the young master now, have you guys found him?” Fu Bo asked expectantly as he clasped his two hands together.
Christine White exchanged a glance with Baird Lane and smiled back, “Find it.”
“Who is it?” Fubuki stood up prancing.
Christine White didn’t answer this time, giving the opportunity to Baird Lane.
Baird Lane rubbed his thumb before slowly spitting out two words, “Hugh Dong.”
“What?” Uncle Fu froze slightly, “Why him?”
“It’s him!” Baird Lane nodded.
Fu Bo was reticent for two seconds, “Then what are you waiting for, why don’t you bring the man back and tell him the truth about everything?”
Christine White scratched her head, “Fubar … I’ve actually told him, except he doesn’t really believe what I’m saying right now, so I’m letting him go off and find out for himself, and I’m sure he’ll be back when he does.”
“Really?” Fubuki looked at her.
Christine White nodded, “Really.”
“That would be great, this is really good news, first we found out The Lane Family’s enemy, and then we found the young master, but it’s a pity that the old master went too early and didn’t wait for the young master to come back.” Fu Bo sighed.
Christine White also dropped her eyes and looked sad.
Only Baird Lane clenches his fists and doesn’t have a very good breath around him.
After a moment, he stood up as he grabbed his jacket, “Let’s go!”
Christine White looked up at him, “Is this going back?”
“Yes young master, stay for a meal before you leave.” Fu Bo also said.
Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “No need, since we already know that the people behind this are the Dong family, then we can’t wait a moment longer, we must find a way to wipe out Owen Dong as soon as possible, and as for Fubo you … prepare for the ancestor recognition ceremony and inform down the news that Nigel has been found, and hold it for Nigel when he returns.”
“Hey, I know!” Uncle Fu readily agreed.
Baird Lane looks at Christine White again.
Christine White stood up in a hurry, “Let’s go.”
The two left the old mansion together.
Baird Lane dropped her off at the bottom of Hugh Dong’s apartment, “You’ll wait here for Nigel for the next two days, and you’ll let me know as soon as he shows up.”
Christine White nodded as she stood in front of the car, “Don’t worry, I will.”
Baird Lane hmmm’d, “I’ll go first.”
“Bye!” Christine White waved at him.
Baird Lane rolled up the window and started the car.
Christine White then watched his car leave until she could no longer see it, before slowly putting her hand down and turning to enter the apartment complex.
For the next two days, Christine White followed Baird Lane’s instructions and waited for Hugh Dong in the apartment, not even stepping out of the door.
But unfortunately, she never waited for Hugh Dong to return.
During this period, she also called Hugh Dong several times, but Hugh Dong’s side are shown off, gradually, she began to worry in her heart, worrying that Hugh Dong was found by Owen Dong, what happened.
If that was the case, then she was definitely to blame.
After all, she was the one who told him to go to Owen Dong for confirmation at that time!
“God forbid, please don’t let anything happen!” Christine White walked around the living room with her hands clasped together, jittery.
Just as the worry inside her was about to spill over, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Christine White stopped and looked toward the door, “Who is it?”
The person outside the door didn’t respond, just kept ringing the doorbell.
The urgent doorbell, ringing her heart, began to fear if it was someone sent by the Dong family.
It’s not impossible at this juncture, after all.
With that in mind, Christine White grabbed a kitchen knife from the kitchen and walked warily toward the door.
In case the person coming was really sent by the Dong family, she would just slash her way through.
With a little peace of mind, Christine White gripped her kitchen knife tightly and went to the door.
She didn’t open the door right away, but turned on the visual to check first who was really outside.
After seeing that the person outside was Hugh Dong, she let out a gasp of surprise and hurriedly dropped the kitchen knife in her hand to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Hugh Dong’s tall body lunged at her and was accompanied by a strong odor of alcohol that made her almost vomit.
“Oi oi oi?” Christine White couldn’t dodge and was pounced on by him, staggering a few steps before sitting on her butt, the fall causing her to wince in pain.
Hugh Dong, on the other hand, fell on his back on her lap, both eyes closed tightly, his clothes in a messy and wrinkled state, even his face was bearded, living like a vagrant.
How much did you drink?
Christine White thinks to herself as she rubs her ass and sits up, all the while not forgetting to help Hugh Dong up off the floor.
“Hugh Dong? Hugh Dong?” she slapped Hugh Dong’s face.
Hugh Dong leaned against her shoulder and grunted uncomfortably, not otherwise responding.
Christine White sighed when she saw he wouldn’t wake up and confirmed that he was drunkenly unconscious, and helped him take a step towards the couch.
When she reached the couch, she threw the man onto it and took out her cell phone to call Baird Lane.
“Hello?” Baird Lane’s tired voice came through.
Christine White spoke under her breath, “It’s me.”
“I know.”
“Hugh Dong is back.” Christine White said to the caller as she looked at Hugh Dong on the couch.
On the other end of the line there was a sudden harsh scraping sound, much like the sound of chair feet scraping across the floor, and it was thought that Baird Lane, hearing her words, got up from his chair in excitement to make the sound.
“He’s at your place now?” Baird Lane asked.
Christine White nodded, “Yeah, drunk as a hatter, why don’t you come over and check on him.”
“Okay, I’ll be right over, you take care of him.” Baird Lane barked.
Christine White laughed, “Didn’t you used to want me to stay away from him?”
At that, Baird Lane’s handsome face darkened, “That’s different!”
“What’s different?” She said that on purpose.
Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “He’s my brother, you’re his sister-in-law, you’re not meant to have anything.”
With that, he hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys from his desk and set off.
Christine White looked at the cell phone interface that jumped back to the main menu, lost her smile and shook her head, then put down the phone and went to the restroom to fetch a basin of water to wipe Hugh Dong’s face.
Baird Lane came quickly, in less than an hour.
Christine White opened the door for him, led him to the living room, pointed to Hugh Dong on the sofa and said, “He smells of alcohol, and his clothes are from two days ago, they stink, you change them for him.”
Baird Lane didn’t refuse her offer, and after lifting his chin slightly, agreed.
Seeing this, Christine White went back to her room and took a set of clothes out, “This is the one you left here the other day, you guys are of similar stature, he’ll wear yours just right, you change it for him, I’ll go back to my room first.”
She handed him the clothes and turned toward her room.
Staying in the room for almost ten minutes, she didn’t re-emerge until she heard Baird Lane say it was okay.
“By the look of him, he should have been hit hard.” Christine White poured a glass of water, sat down opposite Hugh Dong, and suddenly said.
Baird Lane stood by, frowning tightly and not answering, but looking at Hugh Dong with eyes full of worry.
“He must have figured out his birth, or he wouldn’t have drank so much, I could feel it, he was sad and upset.” Christine White added.
Baird Lane clenched his fists, “I will make Owen Dong pay dearly! Definitely!”
“I trust you.” Christine White reached out and gently placed her hand on his clenched fist, giving him her unreserved trust.
Baird Lane’s taut face softened a little as he felt the warmth coming from the back of his hand.
Just then the doorbell rang again.
Christine White glanced at Baird Lane and asked aloud, “Who is it?”