Deep Love Hidden From Him

Christopher glanced at Theodore. "Are you still staying here?"

"I won't stay, but I still want you to keep an eye on Derick. I'm afraid he might flee," Theodore spoke in a low voice, but his gaze was fixed on Lincoln. Lincoln was a very reliable person, so he could rest assured.

Lincoln nodded; it was a sure thing. Since they had accepted the mission, they should then thoroughly resolve the problem before they left.

Theodore and Christopher did not stay any longer. After making the necessary arrangements, they headed back. On the way, Theodore kept thinking about the figure he had seen.

"Stop overthinking. Things have turned out this way. Accept the reality."

"Are you sure my grandmother is dead?" Theodore asked again.

Christopher was behind the wheel; hearing this, his pupils slightly contracted and then quickly relaxed. He said in a teasing tone, "What? You can't trust me, or is it Everleigh you can't trust? Didn't you know everything when your grandmother died?" "But you people were the ones who declared her death." Theodore turned his head to look at Christopher, trying to elicit from his face the answer he was seeking. Christopher looked straight ahead, devoid of any sign of returning his gaze. After a while, he took his time as he said, "Theodore, do you think we have anything to gain by hiding the fact of your grandmother's death? You saw what happened at the time. Everleigh was almost strangled by your mother. Was it just to irritate Madison?"

When Theodore heard these things, the hope in his eyes gradually dimmed. Yes, they had no reason to hide this matter.

Christopher felt a noticeable change in Theodore's aura. "In fact, your grandmother's death was a big blow to Everleigh. Didn't you see that she wasn't in a good mood during that time? Helen was the only good person in your family. The rest are not worth mentioning."

Theodore kept silent.

Christopher knew that he was in a bad mood, so he refrained from saying anything more.

When they returned to Ocpeace City, it was already early in the morning. They went straight back to rest.

When Everleigh arrived at the hospital, she saw Christopher writing in his casebook. The deep dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible, and his writing was crooked.

"Didn't you go to deal with things? Why are you so sleepy?"

"Oh, just in time for you to come in. Please do the ward rounds for me. I need to get some rest. I was exhausted yesterday." Everleigh had nothing to say, so she turned around and went to work. The morning passed, and Christopher was refreshed from his sleep. At noon, he went straight to the cafeteria to eat, with Erine looking at him. She asked him, "Do you want to go back and rest?" "Seeing you is enough. Why would he go back?" Everleigh teased with a smile.

Erine's face turned slightly red and she lowered her head to eat.

Christopher glared at Everleigh. "Do you have to tease her like this?"

"Isn't it normal for me to tease around? Besides, I haven't even asked you yet. You've been sleeping all morning. What the hell did you do?" Everleigh was almost distracted by him. Christopher was a man who would slack off when he had the chance. How could he have stayed up late and come back?

The only explanation was that he had gone to do something that shouldn't see the light of the day.

When Erine heard this, she also looked up and stared straight at him. It wasn't that she doubted his feelings for her, but she was curious about what he had done.

He saw the two of them looking at him like they were interrogating a suspect and was a bit at a loss for words. "What do you two want?"

"I could ask the same of you."

Christopher, who had a fork in his hand, saw his appetite disappear immediately. Finally, he sighed softly, "Fine, I'll tell you. I was out on some business. Lincoln called me earlier and said there were some clues, so I went to investigate."

Everleigh's eyes lit up when she heard Lincoln's name. "Is that true?"

"Of course it's true, but I came back before the clues were discovered." Christopher didn't say that he'd gone with Theodore. If it had been in the past, he would have made a big deal out of telling them. Unfortunately, at this point in time, he had to hold his tongue.

Everleigh's eyes darkened again when she heard that there were no clues.

Now, they would just have to wait.

At this time, Wilson received a phone call from Missha, and was immediately cursed at. He, a macho man, felt terrible to be scolded.

"Shut up!" He suddenly bellowed.

On the opposite side, Missha sneered, "Why should I shut up? Am I wrong? I can understand you treating Everleigh badly, but why are you attacking these two kids? Those are your grandchildren." Her last sentence was like an invisible slap directly to his face.

For a moment, his heart was steeped in panic.

Not hearing his rebuttal, she became even angrier. "You can have no bottom line, but how can you hurt your own family? Wilson, you are really an unscrupulous villain." After saying these words, she hung up the phone blithely.

She threw her phone aside, sulking, and then her phone rang again.

"Hello."

"Come and arrange it tomorrow," she continued.

"That's it. Don't call me if there's nothing else." With those words, Missha disconnected the call.

There was a deep look in her eyes.

Wilson was in a fit of rage. He was now wrapped around Missha's fingers and had been denied the chance of rising back up.

His anger would be the death of him.

Looking at Wilson's exasperated expression, his secretary, Cobi, was silent for a long time before saying slowly, "Mr. Godfrey, we can't just sit here. We have to do something." "What else can we do now?"

"We have to go back to Godfrey Group. As long as Godfrey Group's shares are in your hands, Missha can't possibly get them," Cobi suggested.

Wilson was stunned by her words, which seemed to make perfect sense. If he did go back, he didn't believe that Missha would still be able to control him. However, Godfrey Group's shares had been sold by him, and his own shares were pathetically meagre. How could he possibly go back to the company? Seeing that he wasn't talking, Cobi tried to persuade, "I have a suggestion, but I don't know if I should say it."

"What?"

"I wonder if it would be feasible if we could steal the secrets of Godfrey Group and have Xavier or Theodore transfer you their shares?" Wilson turned around and looked at Cobi. It was surprising that he never knew of his secretary as an opinionated person.

When Cobi saw Wilson looking at her like that, she was flustered, thinking she had said something wrong.

"Cobi, I didn't know you had that in mind."

"Mr. Godfrey, I've learned a lot in all the years I've been around you." Cobi became even more nervous about Wilson's words. In fact, she just thought that this was what he should do.