Chapter 1005
"I''m not sure if I’m drunk." He rubbed his aching temple with his slender fingers.
How he wished he was drunk! If he were drunk, he would not remember anything that happened
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tonight the next day.
"It looks like you had one too many a ss, " said Avery. "Go lie down. I''ll get Mrs. Scarlet to make you
a bowl of hangover soup. Drink it before going to sleep."
He agreed to her request and ended the call.
About half an hourter, Mrs. Scarlet came up with a bowl of sour plum soup.
Elliot was lying in bed, and he was still wearing the same clothes. His eyes were shut. Only one
bedsidemp was turned on in the room, and it was quite dim.
Mrs. Scarlet was not sure if he was asleep, so she stood by the door of the room.
Then she heard his deep voice, "Come in."
He opened his eyes and sat up.
Mrs. Scarlet served the sour plum soup. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of dark red blood on his
palm.
"Sir, your hand is bleeding!" Mrs. Scarlet was shocked.
"I’m fine." He took a sip of the soup. He sounded rxed, but his voice held an undercurrent of steel,
"Don''t tell Avery anything."
Mrs. Scarlet lowered her head: "Okay. Next time I''m worried, I''ll ask you."
"I saw Nathan White tonight." Elliot continued to drink the soup, but his voice
was tight. "Do you know what he said to
me?"
Mrs. Scarlet''s face turned ck. "No matter what he said to you, don''t believe him! No truthes out
of that mouth!”
"He said he was my biological father."
Elliot waspletely awake, and he set aside his soup. "He said that my mother nned everything.
My mother trusted you. Tell me now. Was he telling me the truth?"
Mrs. Scarlet fell to the ground with a plop.
"Nathan White, he must havee to ask you for money, didn''t he?" Mrs. Scarlet said incoherently,
"Madam Rosalie didn’t tell me anything about this. After all, I’m just a servant... but..."
"But what?" Elliot looked at her with his eyes that resembled a dark pool. His dark eyes seemed to
prate through
everything.
"I had to look after a child. That child was taken to see a doctor. He was gone for a while, ;g+>QKR;
when he came back, I knew that it was not the same child that left. The child that came back was a
different child," said Mrs. Scarlet as tears streamed down her face. "We servants who had taken care of
the child know this well, but we didn''t dare say anything. I’m not sure if this was Madam Rosalie’s
arrangement."
Elliot breathed a sigh of relief, but the pain he felt did not disappear.
"Sir, don’t me Madam... She treated you like her own and looked after you as she would her own.
The reason she might have done such a thing was because she was depressed. Not a day went by
where there would not be a fight. They fought over the children, and how they were both unhealthy.
Madam probably did such a silly thing because of that..." "She''s already dead, and you still speak for
her." Elliot''s voice was cold. After a moment, he sneered, "I should thank her. If she hadn''t chosen me, I
would either be begging for food on the streets or rotting in the mmer right now."
"How can you say that, Sir? Gold shines wherever it goes!"
"My biological father is a gangster, and my biological mother is a bartender... In such an environment, it
would be a question of whether I was still alive!"
"Sir! What Nathan said is not necessarily true! Besides, you are currently indestructible. Your position
right now prevents just anyone from pulling you down!" said Mrs. Scarlet. "Don''t admit that they are
your parents! As long as you don''t,
you will always be the head of the Foster family!"
The next day, a ck Rolls-Roice stopped at the entrance of the Public and Judiciary Paternity Test
Center.
Escorted by his bodyguards, Elliot strode into the test center.
This was the test center that had sent some documents to Averyst time.
It was the reason why he had decided to get the paternity test done here.