Deep Love Hidden From Him

How could Theodore not know that? Wasn't it Wilson who thought that they weren't really a couple? Even if he had done something to Everleigh, who could say anything? "Do you hate me?"

"I hate you because you made Mom suffer a lot. I've told you before. I would never forgive you in my life if you were not sincere to Mom," Alastair said seriously, and the gentle tone in his voice gave way to solemnity.

Theodore smiled bitterly. He knew that if it wasn't for his sincerity towards Everleigh, these two kids wouldn't even bother with him.

"Thank you for your forgiveness."

"Now, it's not whether we have to forgive or not, but it's whether my mommy wants to forgive you. However, actually, she wouldn't blame you," Alastair turned his head and looked at Everleigh. His eyes were glazed over with a sheen of heartache.

Theodore pursed his lips and remained silent.

A few days later, Wilson thought he was going to be tried, but there was a mishap. That was, Wilson's secretary popped out of nowhere and admitted to being the mastermind behind all this.

Upon hearing this news, Theodore's anger instantly skyrocketed.

No wonder he had been so calm when he was caught. It turned out that he had prepared a backup plan.

He was waiting for his secretary to bear this crime for him.

When Erine heard this, she was also very anxious. "How is this possible? I saw him and those kidnappers appear together."

"He was well prepared, to be able to arrange for his secretary to cover the crime. Your testimony might not work," Christopher analyzed carefully.

Theodore's eyes gleamed and he immediately got up and went to the place where Wilson was being detained. When he arrived, Alexander and Cecil were there.

They also got the news and came to take a look on purpose.

Talbot was also here. This matter involved a lot of people, so he had to show up.

"Mr. Drake, where is Wilson?"

"He's still in there. He'll be out soon." Just as Talbot finished his words, the door inside opened and Wilson came out, followed by his secretary,

Cobi.

Only that the handcuffs had been transferred to Gobi's hands.

When Wilson came out, he saw them. "Well, well, it seems that I've let you down."

"You..." Hearing his words, Alexander wanted to rush over and sucker punch him. That old geezer had gone too far.

The smile in Wilson's eyes became more pronounced. He realized that he had really done a fabulous job. At least he could see the wonderful expressions on their faces.

"Wilson, do you think you can get out of here?" Theodore's icy gaze locked on him. The anger in his heart could not be concealed at all.

Wilson laughed, "This is a government area. You won't dare to lay a hand on me. Besides, I said that I was wronged, but it fell on your deaf ears, no?"

Cobi was standing behind him. When she heard the words from Wilson, she was even more irked. Although she knew many things, she had taken the blame for Wilson...

Looking at Gobi, Cecil rolled her eyes and asked, "How many benefits did he give you as a price of your entire life?" "I took advantage of Mr. Godfrey's reputation and did wrong. I don't blame anyone else." Gobi's eyes were dull and devoid of any emotion. The only thing that could be seen from her was that she was ashamed.

Everything had already come to an end for her.

"You know very well what the truth is. You should know that this comes, at any time, at the cost of your life," Cecil asked exasperatedly. How could this person be so stupid as to be willing to walk to the gallows for someone else?

Could Wilson have something on her?

Theodore didn't want to think too much about it. He just wanted to know if he could put the culprit in jail.

"Don't look at me like that, my dear son. Your good dad is doing this for you. Don't let me down." Wilson looked up at the sky and smiled. He was really enjoying this feeling more and more.

Especially Theodore's murderous intent and his not being able release it on Wilson.

Ah, what a magnificent show!

Only then did he realize how beautiful the eyes of hatred were.

"Wilson..." Theodore clenched his fist with a squeak and gritted his teeth as he called out Wilson's name.

Talbot was worried that he would do something impulsive, so he stood a little forward to prevent Theodore from taking action.

Theodore's heart had been usurped by anger that he didn't care what they did.

"Am I alright now? If there's nothing else, I'm gonna go now." Wilson turned his head to look at Talbot, whose expression was also stony. He glanced at his assistant and left him to it.

The procedures were quickly completed, and Cobi was taken away. The next thing she would face would be the death penalty, or even a lifetime in prison.

Just as Wilson was about to go out, he stared at the people in front of him and his expression suddenly became rigid.

The others looked back at the person in front of them and froze.

They looked at her in disbelief.

They saw an old woman with gray hair walking slowly from the door, followed by a group of people.

Theodore's pupils contracted and his mind went blank, as if everything in front of him was surreal.

The person who came was no other than Helen, who came back from the dead. Helen looked at the son she had given birth to and was utterly disappointed. She didn't even know where she had gone wrong in educating him, and turned him into such a man.

Helen walked over and lifted her head. Her murky eyes were filled with anger.

"Mom..." Without waiting for Wilson to speak, Helen raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

A crisp slap echoed in the ears.

"I am not your mother. How could I have a son like you? Not only did you kill your own wife, but you also tried to kill your son and grandchildren? Wilson, you are also in your fifties. What the hell are you thinking?" Helen's old voice was thick with anger.

A handprint appeared on Wilson's face.

Helen snorted coldly and turned her head to look at Talbot. "Good day, Mr. Drake. I am Theodore's grandmother and Wilson's mother. I know that Wilson has done a lot of things. As his mother, it's hard for me to absolve myself of responsibility." "Madam Scott, family matters are beyond our control. The only thing we can do is to bring the murderer to justice."

"It's normal to bring him to justice. This secretary knows too much of the truth." Helen turned and stared at Wilson.

Wilson's expression froze. He looked at her in horror and a bad feeling festered in his heart.

"Mom..."

"Mr. Drake, please offer us a room; Wilson and I have a score to settle." Inside Helen's eyes, hostility and disappointment swirled.

Talbot would naturally arrange it. Since Helen said so, it implied that she really had evidence in her hands.

At this point, everyone in the room sat down, while Talbot sat in the main seat, looking at Helen.

"Wilson secretly hired someone to commit the murders that put Everleigh in a coma. Furthermore, he killed his wife and tried to kill his sons." Helen thought for a moment before speaking slowly. "Mom, what are you talking about?" Wilson retorted, growing increasingly uneasy inside.

After all, he was her son.