Chapter 1674


    Wesley entered the room and noticed that Graham was the only person there. The dish on the table


    emitted a


    steady stream of steam into the air. Ayer of fiery red chili oil coated its surface, resembling a python''s


    tongue


    poised to engulf him and drag him to the depths of hell.


    Upon looking up, Wesley met Graham''s sly gaze, which left him so startled that his knees buckled, and


    he tumbled


    to the ground.


    Graham tly remarked, "What''s with the courtesy, Mebane? It urs to me that we were almost


    family!"


    Sweat poured down Wesley''s face as he remained motionless on the floor.


    Graham instructed his men to assist Wesley to a seat on the opposite chair. It was a stark contrast to


    his earlier


    arrogant demeanor when he was intoxicated.


    Graham regarded Wesley with contempt.


    During their engagement, Wesley had never met Maisie''s family. His constant overseas travels left him


    with little


    time to do so. Moreover, he held a low opinion of her maternal family, deeming it unnecessary to meet


    them. Little


    did he anticipate that he would encounter Wesley under such circumstances.


    "Mebane, my wounds haven''t fully healed," he said coldly. "But I secured your release. Do you know


    why?"


    "I-I don''t," stammered Wesley.


    "Because I want the truth from you," Graham replied, staring at him coldly and grinning.


    Wesley''s mind went nk.


    The past few days in the police station had been strangelyfortable, possibly due to the Bayers''


    influence. It


    reminded him of the saying, "A starved camel is bigger than a horse."


    Even though the Bayers had lost some of their former glory, they could effortlessly subdue him like a


    bothersome


    fly. He couldn''t afford to cross them.


    Kneeling on the ground, he implored, "Mr. Bayer, please, tell me... What do you want to know? I''ll


    divulge


    everything I know!"


    Graham was pleased with Wesley''s change in attitude. He poured himself a ss of wine and downed


    it in one gulp.


    "I want to know about Maisie," he said, fixing his gaze on Wesley. "As her former brother-inw, you


    should have


    some insights into her, shouldn''t you?"


    Wesley was stunned. Graham had conducted an investigation, even discovering his divorce from


    Nicole.


    "You''ve been part of the family for years. You must know Maisie quite well," Graham mused as he


    swirled his wine.


    "Y-Yes..." Wesley responded, unable to resist.


    "Then tell me about her. Remember, there will be consequences if you lie to me!"


    Wesley took a deep breath and began to divulge everything he knew about Maisie''s past.


    "Maisie... She was the family''s cash cow! She was involved with Daniel when they were in Cumulus


    City. To be


    precise, she was Daniel''s sugar baby..."


    Graham was taken aback. "What did you say?"


    Wesley smiled wryly. "I''m not certain if she was truly his sugar baby. Despite their age difference and


    his divorce, he


    never seemed willing to marry her. To outsiders, their rtionship raised eyebrows...


    "Maisie has a brother. Her mother favors sons over daughters and drains money from both her


    daughters like a


    vampire... My ex-wife isn''t as attractive as Maisie. If she had been, her mother might have pushed her


    into the


    arms of some wealthy old man as well!"


    Graham''s expression changed, and he clenched the wine ss tightly.


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    The room fell into a profound silence.


    A momentter, Graham gritted his teeth. "What else? Go on! What happened with their child?"


    "Well, it''s a long andplicated story," Wesley said, scratching his head. "Maisie nearly died because


    of the child,


    and that traumatic experience led to her memory loss."