Chapter 663


    Chapter 663 Driving Draco Mad


    Neil frowned and asked in a chilly tone, “Are you absolutely certain?”


    “Yes,” his assistant replied. “The testimonies from those people all match up. I even brought a


    psychologist as you requested, and the psychologist confirmed they seemed truthful.”


    “Ask them how they were threatened,‘ Neil instructed.


    “Okay, Mr. Xander.”


    “Wait.” After a moment of thought, Neil said, ‘Text me the address. Im heading over.”


    “Okay.”


    When Neil received the address, he packed a change of clothes and left his bedroom. As he


    descended


    the stairs, he ran into Thomas.


    Noticing Neil’s departure, Thomas asked, “Neil, where are you off to?”


    Neil said seriously, “Uncle Tom, I’m going to meet the individuals who participated in the bidding with


    Dad


    in the past.”


    After a brief pause, Thomas asked anxiously, “Have you found any leads?”


    “Yes,” Neil confirmed.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    “Who were they? Thomas asked.


    Neil answered, “The Jordan family.”


    “The Jordan family?” Thomas turned pale and took a step back. “Could they have been responsible for


    your father’s harm?”


    “It’s very likely! I’m going now, Uncle Tom.”


    “Neil!” Thomas stopped Neil and advised, “Please take good care of yourself. If it indeed was them,


    and if Draco learns of your investigation, he might-”


    “Uncle Tom, don’t worry,” Neil interrupted Thomas, reassuringly smiling.


    Danie held a scalding tea ss while standing before Draco at Jordan Residence. However, Draco.


    seemed disinterested in epting the tea and instead focused on his phone.


    Danie bit her lip hard, shifting the ss from hand to hand. The pain in her fingertips nearly drove her


    to the edge.


    “You can’t even handle this tea ss?” Draco suddenly nced up at Danie.


    Tears welled in Danie’s eyes. “But it’s incredibly hot. May I set it down for a moment?”


    Draco snorted. “You can’t endure this minor difort. How can you ever be my daughter–inw?”


    Frustrated, Danie felt that her qualifications as a daughter–inw had nothing to do with her ability to


    hold a tea ss.


    “Fine, you can put it down, pack your things, and leave,” Draco said, still engrossed in his phone.


    Enraged, Danie burst into tears. “If you find me undesirable, you can tell me honestly. I can change,


    but please don’t mistreat me.”


    “Mistreat?” Dracoughed. “I gave you my dearest son, yet you can’t even hold a tea ss properly.


    How will you take care of my son in the future?”


    Danie wanted to retort by asking if Casey had no hands or if there were no servants in the house.


    However, she knew it would only anger Draco further.


    Tearfully, she implored, “I have blisters on my hands now. How can I look after Casey then?”


    “Will blisters kill you?” Draco asked indifferently.


    Gritting her teeth, Danie shook her head.


    “You shouldn’tin. You’re my daughter–inw,” Draco said, and then he summoned his butler.


    Bernard arrived, asking, “How may I assist you, Master Jordan?”


    Draco stood up. “Make sure the tea in her ss stays hot, and watch her hold it until Casey returns


    home.”


    Danie’s eyes widened–she knew Casey was at a social gathering that evening. Her hands would be


    in


    terrible shape if she had to hold the ss until Casey returned.


    After Draco went upstairs, Danie tearfully turned to Bernard. “Can you please help me? I’m begging


    you!”


    Bernard sighed. “Ms. Love, I really can’t assist with this.”


    But Danie persisted, pleading desperately, “I’ll give you anything you want once I marry Casey.


    Please, help me.”