Chapter 481
Chapter 481
Charlie smiled helplessly and was going to pick up a wine ss when Rowan caught his hand
mercilessly.
“No drinking!” Rowan red at him. “You can’t drive after you drink!”
Charlie was befuddled. “Mr. Irwin, didn’t you say that… we’ll walk backter?”
“Who said that!?”
Rowan red at Charlie but was immensely gentle to the person on the line.
“Cordelia, calm down… Oh, don’t fret!
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. I’m just around!
“Not far at all! Hah, I’ll be there very soon. I promise I’ll heal Elder Mr. Hamerton!
“Silly child, what are you saying? No need to be courteous with me!”
Rowan put on his jacket and ran out as he spoke.
Charlie chuckled wryly on the spot. He looked at the two sses of wine that were not even touched
reluctantly before he sighed and went after his boss.
The pub was obviously a long way from Hamerton Manor!
Rowan kept urging Charlie to step down on the pedal on the way.
When they arrived at the manor, the living room was filled with people, but Rowan only had his eyes on
Cordelia.
He smiled at her with a sense of duty and pride in being needed by his daughter and went up the stairs
with his medical kit.
Zephyr watched him and could not help feeling sorry when he recalled the same man at Imperial Media
who had argued with him and then left forlornly.
He turned to look at Cordelia and wrapped an arm around her shoulders to pull her into his embrace
withplicated feelings.
A whileter, Rowan left the room, and everyone crowded around him instantly.
“Don’t worry.” Rowan sounded confident. “I’ve given Elder Mr. Hamerton acupuncture. He’ll be alright.”
He then handed a bottle of oils to rk. “Let him take this twice a day and one pill each time.”
rk took it and memorized what Rowan said dutifully.
“From what I see, Elder Mr. Hamerton’s embolism is due to over-nourishment,” said Rowan. “He
mustn’t take those tonics anymore! I’ve taken a look at the residue. The ingredients are good, but the
ratio is obviously wrong.
“Elder Mr. Hamerton’s senior in age now. How could he afford to be supplemented like this?”
Zephyr’s guard went up immediately, and he asked for the person in charge to send the tonic daily to
be brought over.
A whileter, the person came—it was a man who looked honest. He wore a Hamerton employee’s
uniform and stood there cautiously. When he asionally peeked at Zephyr, he quickly ducked his
head down.
Zephyr found him to be familiar but could not recall who he was.
“Sir, he’s Lukas Welkie,” rk told him. “Mr. Welkie’s nephew…”
Zephyr was rmed.
Mr. Welkie was a butler in Gale Bay whose duty was to take care of Henry and Kate’s daily needs. How
could it be him?
“Mr. Welkie’s nephew hasn’t found a job after graduating, so Mr. Welkie came to me to ask for a job for
his nephew,” exined rk. “So he was recruited into the Hamertons.”
Zephyr questioned icily, “Then what about the tonic? Does he know how to prescribe the ratio?”
“No, I don’t!” Lukas nearly fell to his knees as his eyes flitted around in guilty conscience.
When he met eyes with Yale, both of them paused before averting their gazes in unison.
Matthew, who was clueless, mocked Henry right away. “Oh, the tonic sender’s from your side, Henry?
“Those who know will understand that you’re helping dad, but those who don’t will think that you’re
poisoning him!”
Henry stood aside quietly without a word, not fighting back even when others threw usations at him.
Kate was the one who stepped up. “Matthew Hamerton, what rubbish are you on? I can sue you for
ndering when you speak without proof!”
“Hah, who am I ndering?” Matthew looked victorious. “I’m speaking the truth! Mr. Irwin here said that
the tonic’s ratio is problematic! And the person sending it daily is from Gale Bay! How can you not be
involved?”
“You—” Kate was furious.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books
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It was then a soft voice spoke up. “Zephyr, I think Uncle Matthew’s the one who usually takes care of
your grandfather the best at home, right?”
Zephyr paused before heced their fingers together.
Cordelia continued to talk with a soft volume, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear it.
“If Uncle Matthew’s so good to grandpa, why does he stay away like the gue on the matter of
medication?
“It doesn’t seem logical, does it?
“Or you have some other ns, Uncle Matthew?”
A few sentences were all it took to render Matthew speechless. He stared at Cordelia with bulging eyes
and a red, flustered face.
“You! Who do you think you are!? You aren’t even part of the family yet, and you’re poking your nose
into our family affairs?”
Zephyr took a step forward and put a hand on Cordelia’s shoulder. His gaze that was trained on
Matthew was as if it was ice.
“What did you say, Uncle Matthew? I didn’t catch it clearly!”
His words were light but authoritative.
In addition to his domineering presence and stern expression, Matthew shrank back. He was indignant
but didn’t dare to confront Zephyr directly either.
Matthew muttered, “That’s a lot of business for an outsider to be concerned with! Even if dad allows
you into the family, the board of directors won’t agree!
“Self-awareness is a wonderful thing to have! Does she really think she’s Cindere? Hah, dream on…”
While Matthew was muttering to himself, he did not realize that Rowan had gotten behind him. Rowan
then pushed hard against a certain pressure point below his hips.
Matthew was surprised as he felt a numbness around his hips before he felt a gush of warmth
flowing…
rk was stunned. “Mr. Matthew, you… You’re…”
Matthew had yet to react to what happened but took in how everyone was looking at him as well as
below him in shock…
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He had wet himself right in front of everyone!
Despite his embarrassment and anger, the numbness below his hip area grew stronger, and he could
not even move. He stood rooted and took in the gazes like a statue, not even having the ability to
change his pants as his legs felt as if they were electrocuted. He was weak as he stood, yet unable to
sit.
“R-Rowan Irwin!” Matthew roared in rage.
Rowan shushed him and shed him a smile.
“Don’t be afraid, Mr. Matthew. This only numbs you temporarily. It’s like partial anesthesia in medicine.”
“W-Why are you doing this!?” Matthew bellowed, “Are you on that brat’s side?”
Rowan nced at him with a smirk. “Should I be on your side instead?”