Chapter 1313 Oscar’s Past


    “He didn’t give aprehensive ount,” Lewis exined.


    “Well, how did he put it?” Robert asked.


    At that, Lewis rted Oscar’s words exactly, only for Robert to guffaw in response. “I knew he wouldn’t


    tell the whole truth!”


    Lewis felt a little awkward.


    “Please don’t mind, Lewis, Robert said. “I’m merely stating the facts.”


    “So, what in the world happened?” Lewis asked, “Please, tell us, Robert.”


    “Oscar told half of the story,” Robert said, “His eldest son was actually killed by his own hands, even


    though it was an ident, but he was his own flesh and blood.”


    Oscar killed his eldest son with his own hands? Everyone was stunned by the revtion.


    Lewis’ heart sank as he realized that their father had identally killed his eldest brother.


    “Master, please continue, Emmeline said, “This is really perplexing.”


    The others also waited quietly for Robert to exin the whole story.


    “Oscar’s first wife was actually my cousin, Robert began. “But they didn’t get along well, and their


    marriage was arranged by their parents. After a while, my cousin left him due to their constant quarrels


    and came to me for refuge.


    “Seeing her homeless, I took her in only to find outter that she was already pregnant. I asked her to


    go back, but she refused adamantly, so I let it be. It was like trying to force a square peg into a round


    hole. pushing her back to Oscar just to follow societal norms.


    “Several monthster, my cousin gave birth to a son. At that time, she insisted on giving the child my


    surname. I couldn’t persuade her otherwise, and considering that the child needed a father figure, I


    named him Quinn Adelmar. But then Oscar suddenly appeared, saw the situation, thought that I had


    taken his wife and had already fathered a child with her, and in a fit of rage, he dropped and killed the


    child by ident.”


    At this point, everyone sighed in sympathy. It was clear that acting impulsively in a fit of anger could


    lead to tragic consequences.


    Robert continued, “My cousin told Oscar that he had identally killed his own son. At first, he didn’t


    believe it, but after checking the child’s birthdate and doing some calctions, he realized it was


    indeed his own child, but it was toote.


    “This is how the situation unfolded. Oscar, thinking that I was responsible for everything, swore to have


    an eternal feud with me.”


    Emmeline interjected, “Master, this shows that Old Mr. Ryker was wrong. Even if that child wasn’t his, it


    wasn’t justifiable for him to kill! That’s twisted logic!”


    Lewis hesitated, thinking Emmeline’s words were harsh but true. After all, no child’s life should be


    taken lightly!


    “Later, my cousin went insane due to this incident. I did my best to treat her, but unfortunately, she


    ended up taking her own life by jumping into the sea,” Robert sighed, “So, I don’t have a favorable


    impression of Oscar.”


    Lewis wiped his forehead in remorse; he also felt that his father had acted wrongly.


    “It’s not your fault, Lewis, Robert said with a smile. “You don’t need to me yourself. To be honest, I


    bear some responsibility too. If that child had taken Oscar’s surname from the beginning and not mine,


    perhaps these tragedies could have been avoided.”


    To lighten the mood, Robert warmly invited everyone to raise their sses and enjoy the food and


    drinks. The atmosphere gradually became livelier.


    Lewis and Rosaline, along with others, raised their sses to toast Robert together.


    Back in Struyria, Doris closed Nightfall Cafe’s doors at 9 p.m.


    The four employees rode their scooters back home.


    Carrying her bag, Doris walked to the nearby intersection, intending to hail a taxi to return Garden.


    This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    During the time Emmeline and Sam were away, she either took a taxi back or was picked up by


    Waylon’s chauffeur. She felt ufortable always being picked up, so she declined Waylon’s offer to


    send a chauffeur.


    Waylon, on the phone, replied coldly. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not serving you; I’m here to serve


    Emmeline Since she’s not around, I have to help manage her shop and employees.”


    “You’re the one getting the wrong idea,” Doris retorted, holding her phone. “I’m on the same page as


    you. Emma isn’t here, and she entrusted the store to me. I intend to take care of every aspect of her. I


    don’t need you to teach me this,”


    “That’s good, then.” Waylon said. Tm happy to save on fuel expenses since you don’t want the


    chauffeur to pick you up and drop you off. But send me a message once you’re home so that I can put


    Emma at ease. You should know that if something happens to an employee on their way to or from


    work, it could be considered a work-rted injury, leading to financialpensation or even legal


    troubles!”


    Doris felt a sense of difort, her heart sinking inexplicably. She responded with a reluctant “Okay.”