Chapter 168


    Chapter 168 Noah’s Revenge


    A heavy feeling weighed on my heart, and I took a deep breath. “So, do Idris and Liam have any clue


    about all this?” The Youngs‘ empire was built on the lives of so many.


    Mr. Zachary shook his head. “Only the old man and a few loyal guys knew back then. Those guys got


    shipped off overseas and are now the Youngs‘ right–hand men. I would not be telling you any of this if


    Noah had not used it to ckmail Madam Young.”


    I bit my l*p again, pressing on. “What’s Noah’s angle on grandma?”


    He let out a weary sigh. “He’s pushing for Madam Young to let Moore marry into the Youngs for real.


    He wants Ms. Scott’s baby to be born into the family without any shadows hanging over them, to be the


    rightful heir, and to im their piece of the Youngs‘ legacy.”


    Noah was a real schemer, always thinking a dozen steps ahead. He knew his life as a wanted man


    meant he could not give his kid the kind of future that shone bright, so he yed the long game, eyeing


    the Youngs‘ fortune. Even a sliver of their riches would set his kid up for life, not to mention the perks of


    being the Youngs‘ rightful heir. The possibilities were endless.


    It made sense why Madam Young fl*pped on me so fast. Who in their right mind would want to raise a


    kid that was not theirs, for nothing in return, and then hand over a slice of their estate to some mystery


    child? If Noah decided to stir up troubleter on, it would be a total mess for the Youngs.


    After a beat of silence, I just had to ask, “So why did Noah go all out today, dressing up as a doc to


    take out grandma?”


    Mr. Zachary’s brow creased a little as he said, “Looks like he figured out Madam Young was not about


    to let Ms. Scott into the family. He was ready to go down swinging, nning to off Madam Young so


    Ms. Scott could make a beeline for Mr. Young. With the way Mr. Young feels about Ms. Scott, if Madam


    Young was out of the picture, him popping the question to Ms. Scott would be a no–brainer.”


    I smirked at the thought. Idris had it bad for Moore, and if Moore yed her cards right, acting tragic or


    threatening to do something drastic, Idris might have crumbled. It would not have been a shocker if he


    ended up bringing Moore right into the Youngs‘ fold.


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    I finally pieced together the whole story and took a deep breath before turning to Mr. Zachary.‘


    Grandma never nned on spilling the beans to the Youngs‘ kids about what happened back then,


    huh?”


    Mr. Zachary shook his head. “I would not presume to know what’s going through Madam Young’s head,


    but with Noah going after her like that, I bet she’lle up with a n once she’s back on her feet.”


    That made sense. I nodded and dropped the subject.


    We headed upstairs together.


    As we rode the elevator, my mind wandered to Idris’s dad. I could not help myself and asked Mr.


    Zachary, “Did Idris’s dad really just vanish into thin air back in the day?” How does someone just up


    and disappear without leaving a single clue behind?


    He sighed and shook his head. “When Mr. Young’s dad took off, he cut all ties with the family. The old


    man was too mad to even ask around for him. After the old man passed, Madam Young tried to track


    him down. They heard he might’ve headed to the border, but even after all these years and all the


    searching, we’ve got nothing. Some folks reckon…” He trailed off, but it was pretty clear what he


    meant–Idris’s dad was probably long gone from this world.


    I bit my l*p and decided not to push any further.


    I could not shake the memory of running into Idris at the border five years ago. Why would a guy like


    him, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, end up in a grimy cell, enduring all kinds of misery? Now, I


    was starting to think he might have been on a mission to find his dad.


    There was that weird look on his face when Lucas died back in Macamer. He seemed so down, like he


    had unfinished business. It was hitting me now… was there some secret between Idris’s dad and


    Lucas? Maybe Idris was hoping to get some leads on his dad from Lucas, but with Lucas gone, so


    were the leads.


    “Mrs. Young.” Mr. Zachary’s voice snapped me out of my reverie.


    Blinking back to reality, I looked at him, confused for a second. “What’s up?”


    He nodded towards my handbag. “Your phone’s ringing.”


    Right after Mr. Zachary pointed it out, I dug through my bag, found my phone, and saw a missed call


    from Sweety.


    I quickly called her back, and she picked up almost immediately. Sweety’s voice wasced with


    urgency, “Yvette, I just spotted Noah. He went into Azure Bay.”


    Azure Bay? That was where the Scotts lived. What was Noah up to over there?


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    My gut told me this might be about me messing up his ns. Now, he could be plotting against my


    mom to get back at me.