Chapter 363 The Dispute Between Father And Son


    Hiram walked to Rachel, crouched down and held both Rachel and their daughter in his arms. "My dear


    wife, you look upset. What''s the matter?" he asked with concern.


    Turning her head away, Rachel wiped the tears from her face, stood up and said to their


    daughter,"Joyce, go and y over there, okay? Mom and Dad need to talk."


    Hiram looked at Rachel, who was walking out of the room. Then he also stood up and followed her.


    "What happened?" asked Hiram, walking into the bedroom and closing the door.


    Rachel had just recovered from a series of depressing circumstances. It had taken Hiram a few


    attempts to cheer her up. But now she seemed unhappy again.


    "I visited my mom today... Someone beat her up. There were bruises on her arm. She said she was


    okay, and that it was an ident but I''m not buying it. She''s being harassed in there. There might be


    other injuries that I don''t know of. Hiram, I''m so scared for my mother." Rachel''s voice trembled as she


    spoke, her eyes filling with tears again.


    Hearing her story, Hiram furrowed his eyebrows. But he didn''t reply immediately. Instead, he took out


    his phone and walked to the balcony to make a call.


    After about ten minutes, he returned.


    "Kun said that two female prisoners had a fight and your mother was identally injured. She wasn''t


    involved in the fight herself. He have arranged for her to be in a separate cell. It won''t happen again..."


    "No." Rachel cut him off. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and continued,"It couldn''t have


    happened identally."


    "I''ll keep investigating. We already have the address of the prosecution witness. There will be more


    clues soon," said Hiram, gazing at Rachel, looking helpless. He could only imagine how his wife was


    feeling.


    Closing her eyes and nodding, Rachel raised a bitter smile and said,"Hiram, can you save my mother


    out of prison now? You promised that you would protect me and my mother, remember? She''s also


    your mother now. Every single day that she spends in that horrible ce sucks the life out of me. I don''t


    know how much longer I can endure this."


    "Rachel..."


    "Can you— Can you just tell me if you can or if you cannot!" She suddenly raised her voice at him. The


    emotions which she had tried hard to suppress all suddenly came rushing out. She had finally caved in


    and just let it go.


    She thought that she could still live with Hiram and ignore all these things. But with the development of


    the case, she could no longer ignore it. The more she tried to forget, the more it upied her mind.


    Hiram looked at her with determination. As his dark eyes narrowed, he said,"Okay. Wait here, I''ll be


    back."


    As soon as he finished his words, he turned around and left.


    Rachel sank to the floor and wrapped her arms around herself. She had used up all her strength and


    now she sat paralyzed. She knew that she shouldn''t have forced Hiram to do it that way. He could do


    anything for her, but he was just a businessman. What powers did he have to influence the police to


    release her mother? She had constrained Hiram to do something beyond his power.


    She also knew that Hiram had tried his best to investigate the whole thing, to the point of going against


    his own father, Gavin. But the most important thing for her at the moment was to get her mother out of


    prison. She just couldn''t wait any longer. She had waited long enough.


    She was afraid that Fannie would suffer more horrible things in prison the longer she was kept there.


    She couldn''t help thinking about the worst possibilities. What if her mother was seriously injured or at


    worst, what if her mother was killed inside? She would not know how to deal with it and how to even


    face herself.


    Hiram walked out of Tulip Pce and drove to the house of Rong family alone.


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    "Hiram, you''re back?" When Joanna saw Hiram walk in, she stood up and walked toward him with a


    broad smile. But to her surprise, Hiram directly went upstairs with a stern face as if she wasn''t even


    there.


    In the study, Lydia was tranting an English book for Gavin. Suddenly, the door swung open. When


    Lydia saw Hiram, she quickly stood up.


    "Leave." said Hiram in a cold voice without a nce at Lydia. She hurriedly left without a sound.


    Watching Hiram drive away his daughter, Gavin put the book on the table heavily with a huge sound


    and said,"Just say it. Why did youe back?"


    Hiram pulled up a chair opposite Gavin and sat on it. It was the first time that he didn''t greet his father


    respectfully. He was trained to be a man who always behaved with refinement and he was indeed a


    man of great demeanor. But today, he had lost his basic manners for the first time.


    Hiram lit up a cigarette, inhaled deeply and said,"Father, you had Charlie talk to Rachel today. What did


    you want to tell her?"


    Gavin was about to take off his sses. But when he heard Hiram''s words, he paused for a moment.


    Then he took off his sses and took out a cloth from the drawer to clean it. "What did I want to tell


    her? Why don''t you know?"


    "Really? It''s really like what I have thought? So, it is true that you want to drive her away from me?"


    said Hiram in a low yet firm voice.


    After cleaning his sses, Gavin put them back in the case. Then he cleared his throat and said,"Son,


    the daughter-inw of the Rong family can''t be the daughter of a murderer. More importantly, she


    absolutely cannot be the daughter of our family''s enemy.


    I''ve thought it through, a lot over the years, but I still can''t let go of the hatred! How could Fannie be so


    unashamed of what she did and send her daughter to our family to live a happy life?"


    Hiram puffed on his cigarette again, looked up at his father and said,"What use is it for you to say that?


    It is you who agreed to our marriage. Now that she is the mother of my kids and you want to drive her


    away from me. Do you think that''s fair?


    What''s more, in thest four years, Rachel and I have grown to love each other more deeply. And now,


    it is not about whether she should leave or not. It is that I''ll never let her go even if she tries to leave


    me!"


    "You!" Gavin looked at him, patting his chest gently to breathe. "Hiram, there are a whole lot of other


    nice women out there for you. I was wrong before. You don''t need her. If you divorce Rachel, you can


    marry any other woman you like. Our family is rich and powerful enough for you to marry someone


    from a royal family! Your father is begging you. Please let her go, okay?"


    Hiram stubbed the cigarette which he had smoked half out in the ashtray with a dry smile.


    "Unbelievable! It seems that I can never change your mind. Tomorrow Luke will officially be my mother-


    inw''swyer. Besides, I have enough evidence to invalidate the witness'' testimony.


    Today I came back to have a talk with you because you are my father and you taught me that blood is


    thicker than water. You''ve taught me that thest ones to betray you in this world are your family!


    But if you still insist and go through with the case, don''t me me for opposing you in court regardless


    of kinship."


    After finishing his words, he stood up.


    "Hiram! You are my son, not Fannie''s son! Are you really going to go against your father for that


    woman? !" Gavin stood up and yelled at Hiram''s back.


    Hiram''s hand was on the handle of the door while hearing his words. He smiled bitterly and said


    without turning around,"Dad, I''m not going against you. It''s you. You are going against me. It is you who


    forced me to make a choice between you and my love.


    I''ve betrayed her trust once for you in my lifetime. That time, she almost lost her life. This time, I''ll


    choose her. No matter what happens."


    After finishing his words, he twisted the handle, opened the door and walked out.


    Lydia was standing outside the door with shock.


    "Please advise Dad not to be so willful. And you, please get along with Wade. Don''t make myst


    efforts... go to waste."


    Without ncing at her, Hiram walked toward the stairs.


    In the Tulip Pce


    When he returned, Hiram opened the door of the bedroom and walked in. Seeing that Rachel wasn''t in


    bed, he shifted his eyes to look in the direction of balcony. She was right there, holding a bottle and


    using alcohol to help forget the problems hounding her. She was looking at the moon outside the


    window and drinking alone.


    "It''s not fun to drink alone. I''ll join you."


    He took a goblet, walked to her, grabbed a cushion and sat on the floor. Then he pulled the bottle out of


    her hand and filled his ss.


    Rachel slowly turned and looked at him. She didn''t say anything. She just looked at him.


    "I know what you want to ask me. I can''t save my own mother-inw out of prison in such a short time.


    But, can you give me a week?" said Hiram, clinking his ss with hers and taking a sip.


    Rachel shifted her eyes from Hiram and looked at the moon which was almost full. She raised her


    ss and took a sip. She still kept silent.


    "Honey, I know you''re depressed. If you want to hit me or scold me, then do it. Don''t hold the


    unpleasant feelings inside. Just vent it all out on me." said Hiram in a guilty voice, putting one arm


    around Rachel''s shoulders.


    Sometimes he really hated himself. He hated himself for not having the ability to know things before


    they happened.


    If he had that ability, he could have avoided all these unpleasant things from happening so that Rachel


    wouldn''t have to be hurt and suffered like this.


    "Tomorrow is the day that you are going to bid for the design of the West Mountain District. You have


    put a lot of effort into it. Even if you don''t care about yourself right now, you should at least care about


    yourpany and your performance. I''m sure that you''re gonna ace it again as usual. So think about


    that and be ready for tomorrow, okay?" Hiram tried to cheer her up. He lowered his head and kissed


    her on her hair.


    Rachel raised her ss and drank up the rest of the red wine in her ss.


    She took a deep breath and looked at the bright moon in the sky. Then she felt that the ss in her


    hand was filled with more red wine.


    "Let''s go to bed after drinking thisst ss." Hiram winked as he filled his own ss.


    Soon after, Rachel drank up the scarlet liquid. This time, she felt the buzz of the alcohol. It was fine. It


    was what she wanted. She felt much more relieved now. She looked at the man sitting beside her and


    said,"... Carry me up..."


    "Okay. Let''s go." She felt her husband''s strong arms lift her up and carry her to the bed. She put her


    arms around him, her face on his neck.


    When Rachel found afortable position to sleep, she felt that Hiram stood up again and left. He


    returned with a warm, wet towel.


    He knew that she was in no mood to take a shower, so he fetched her a wet towel to help clean her


    face and hands.


    "Have a good rest. Don''t think so much," he said. After helping Rachel do the cleaning, he got on the


    bed and held her in his arms.


    With the help of alcohol and sniffing the warm pleasant scent of Hiram''s chest, she finally fell asleep.