Chapter 484


    About half an hourter, Violette came back home.


    She rushed into the house, not even bothering to take off her shoes, and headed straight to Elijah,


    asking, "Where''s Ian? Why are you here alone?"


    As Elijah was about to answer, she noticed something off about his clothes. "What happened to your


    shirt?"


    His shirt was wrinkled as hell. Violette followed the creases to his back, finding a tear on the back of his


    shirt.


    Through the hole, she could see his skin dripping with blood. Although the blood had already solidified,


    she could imagine how bad it must have hurt at that time.


    "Did Ian bite you?" She stepped in front of him, looking up into his eyes.


    "I had iting." He answered nonchntly, "He''s in his room."


    "Alright, I''ll go check on him. You stay here." She said before heading upstairs.


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    Mike walked behind Elijah, examining his wound, and couldn''t help but exim, "Ian''s teeth are sharp


    as hell! Your wound looks like you''ve been bitten by a dog!"


    Elijah turned around, giving Mike a stern look, "Mike, is Ian my son?"


    Mike was taken aback by his question and took a few seconds topose himself, "What are you


    talking about? Didn''t you force Violette to abort your first child? Ian is adopted! Do you need to see the


    adoption certificate?"


    Elijah nodded, "Show me the adoption certificate."


    Mike was puzzled.


    Elijah asked, "What''s wrong?"


    Mike awkwardly exined, "I don''t have it! You should ask Violette for it. But I suggest you better not


    because mentioning Ian will definitely remind her of how you almost hurt him."


    Elijah said, "I apologized to him today."


    "What good is an apology?" Mike took this opportunity to test him, "Even if Ian was your biological son,


    he would never ept you after what you did to him."


    Elijah felt like his heart was being stabbed by a sharp knife.


    Mike was right. Even if he was Ian''s biological father, Ian would never forgive him. Just like how he still


    hadn''t forgiven his own father.


    He never thought he would turn into the person he hated the most.


    Mike noticed his red eyes and downtrodden mood and awkwardly coughed, "I was only joking with you!


    But Ian does have a temper. Since you pissed him off, he definitely won''t forgive you. Unless..."


    "Unless what?" Elijah asked in a low voice.


    "Unless Violette makes him forgive you." After giving him this advice, Mike changed the subject, "Why


    didn''t Makae? I wanted to ask her why she secretly took Ian to such a bigpetition. It''s a


    good thing he won the championship, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing."


    "I had my bodyguard take her home." Elijah said.


    "Okay. I think you should have a serious talk with her, or maybe give her more schoolwork." Mike said.


    While they were talking, Violette came downstairs. She was holding a first aid kit and a men''s t-shirt.


    "Mike, why don''t you hang out with Ian for a bit." She said to Mike.


    "I''ll take him out for a walk!" Mike whispered to her at the stairs, "Elijah suspects Ian is his son."


    Upon hearing this, she was a bit surprised.


    Elijah was sitting on the couch. His deep gaze fixed on her. Feeling his stare, sheposed herself


    and walked over to him.


    "I''ll help you with the wound." Violette said.


    He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, then took it off, revealing his lean upper body. Updated at


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    "Violette, can I ask you something?" He suddenly broke the silence, making her feel nervous.