Alonso stood there, looking at the indifference in Blanca’s eyes, and glanced at Brangelina behind her, and asked, ‘Why are you here, and what is the Folsom family plotting?’
How did it become involved with The Gustin family’s villa and the Davis family?
‘None of your business. I’ll say it again, put the gun down.’ Blanca stared at him, her eyes even colder, and her index finger began to curl.
Alonso saw that she was serious and had no intention of showing mercy, and his face fell. He let his hand holding the gun drop gradually.
On the side, Jeremy watched the scene and shifted his feet to the side.
‘Don’t move!’ Alonso and Blanca simultaneously raised their guns and aimed them at him.
‘…’
Jeremy stood there, his face suddenly gloomy to the extreme.
‘What the hell is going on?’ Alonso looked sideways at Blanca.
It seems that the Folsom family is in cahoots with the daughter-in-law of the Gustin family’s villa. What are they plotting?
‘…’
Blanca pretended not to hear, only turning her eyes to Paige and waiting for her to say something.
‘…’
Paige looked at the scene and suddenly didn’t know how to solve it.
Brangelina pulled her aside and asked worriedly, ‘Are you okay?’
‘I’m fine,’ Paige shook her head.
It was strange. It was so lively outside, but why hadn’t Enrico come out? Anyway, there was no answer to the questions they needed to ask, so it didn’t matter if they hid anymore.
Just as she was thinking, an elderly but energetic voice came from inside the Davis family gate, ‘You are all having a lively chat in front of the Davis family gate, so why don’t you come in and chat?’
The great-aunt of the Davis family…
“Armen, open the door to welcome our guests!’
As soon as these words were spoken, the door to the Davis family house was pulled open from the inside.
The Davis family members stood on either side, staring at them with looks of either caution or anger. Most of them were holding pistols in their hands, all kinds, old-fashioned but presumably still functional.
In the centre, a portly great-aunt of the Davis family was sitting on a chair, her grey eyes coldly watching them.
Armen stood there, his eyes no longer polite as before, but extremely vigilant, pointing the gun in his hand at the outside.
And Enrico, who Paige had been thinking about, was leaning against the door with his arms folded, looking lazy and carefree, his hat already taken off.
A member of the Davis family was pointing a gun at him.
He raised his eyebrows at her, his tone as relaxed as if they were chatting about the weather, ‘What do you think? Isn’t it lively?’
He was also being pointed at with a gun.
How interesting.
‘…’
It was too much of a commotion.
She said that he didn’t come out, and it turned out that there was also a commotion behind the door.
Paige lifted her foot and took two steps forward, looking directly at the old woman with white hair, ‘It seems that the old lady sensed something was wrong early on.’
She looked expressionless on the surface, allowing her to come and go, but secretly she had taken out all her weapons.
‘If I believed anyone who entered the Davis family with a token, the Davis family would have long since disappeared.’ The old lady sat in her chair and sneered.
‘Is it because I asked about the Davis family’s wealth?’
Paige was puzzled, because she felt that she was coveting antiques and became wary.
‘You are quick-witted, secretly observing the entire layout of the Davis family, and you are accompanied by a fake boatman. How can I think you are not suspicious?’ The old lady asked in return.
Paige looked at Enrico and said, ‘How can you tell it’s fake?’
Although Alonso was a little shorter than Enrico, Enrico kept his head down, so they looked similar, and he should have been able to keep up the pretence when he spoke.
After all, he was such a good actor.
On hearing this, the old lady laughed, glanced outside at Alonso, who was still holding a gun, and said, ‘The disguise is good, you’ve paid attention to every detail, but I know this Singh family boy quite well, and no matter what, he won’t keep hanging around someone else’s daughter-in-law.’
‘…’
Paige was silent.
‘…’
Alonso was also very stiff.
‘…’
Enrico looked completely at ease.
So what if he’s hanging around?
‘Of course, you can say that he followed you to find out about the Gustin family’s villa, but the strange thing is that he doesn’t know how to hide it. As soon as you fainted, he pounced on you, holding you tightly in his arms, and even his breathing became heavier. This cannot be explained away as a subconscious attempt to save you.”
The old lady looked at Enrico and sneered, ‘This fake boatman is your lover, isn’t he? You two decided early on that you were here to take advantage of the Davis family.’
‘…”
Okay, stop.
She knew that everyone in the Davis family was smart.
Paige looked helplessly at Enrico, who shrugged.
How did he know that the old lady was so old, her eyes were so sharp, she didn’t have any presbyopia at all, and she could still feel his heavy breathing.
Seeing that they were both silent, the old lady raised her chin and said, ‘Come in, and explain the whole thing to this old person. What’s going on?’
Paige didn’t move, but Alonso next to her did. He put down his gun, turned around, and stepped through the door, walking up to the Davis family matriarch. He bent his knees, knelt down, and bowed his head, ‘Old lady, Alonso is being disrespectful, so I’ll bow to you.’
Paige glanced at Blanca.
Blanca was still pointing her gun at Jeremy, her face cold, and she didn’t even look at Alonso.
When she saw Paige looking at her, Blanca immediately walked over to her with the gun, looking up and down at her, ‘Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?’
‘…’
Paige didn’t say anything, just stared at her steadily.
Blanca’s gaze changed, her eyes dropped, and she whispered, ‘You… guessed?’
‘Really?’
Alonso really is her biological father?
‘…’
Blanca nodded, and added, ‘I won’t let him hurt you.’
‘Why didn’t you say anything last time at Eastdown?’
Paige asked, looking at Alonso, who was kneeling inside the door talking to the old lady from the Davis family.
Last time, Blanca had only said that her husband liked another woman, but she hadn’t said that the woman was Annie, nor that he was from the Davis family.
‘…’
Blanca pursed her lips and didn’t say anything.
‘You don’t want Enrico and I to think the wrong things,”
Paige said what she was thinking.
‘We haven’t raised you for a single day, so why should we let you suffer from the messy emotional entanglements of the previous generation?’
No matter what happened to their previous generation, it had nothing to do with them. It was enough that she and Enrico were fine, and knowing this was useless.
Blanca whispered, still not looking at Alonso.
‘You always knew that he left and then came to the Davis family?’ Paige asked again.
‘I guessed. He’s lived his whole life for Annie, so of course he’d come back here!’ Blanca said emotionlessly, her tone extremely flat. “I didn’t expect it either. You met him as soon as you got on the boat. I was shocked when I saw it on the monitor.”
She guessed…
And she guessed right.
Paige couldn’t tell from Blanca’s expression what she was feeling. It was as if there were no emotions at all.
‘Do you have any more candy?’ Paige asked.
Blanca looked at her suspiciously, holding a gun in one hand and taking a candy out of her pocket with the other hand, the kind she liked.
Paige took it and peeled off the wrapper before handing it to her.
‘…”
Blanca looked at her in disbelief, and Paige gave a faint smile, “Go ahead, it’s sweet.”