Zhuang Haoxiong, hearing the sound, squinted his eyes into a circle, slowly opening his lips to utter a few weighty words: "Anthony, is that you?"
Anthony forcefully covered his mouth with both hands, not daring to move a muscle.
He was scared, very scared of this stepfather.
The driving Zhuang Haoran glanced at the expression on the child’s face in the passenger seat, squinting his eyes. He knew that children do not lie, especially with Anthony’s current expression, it was impossible that it was fake.
Maybe, what Anthony said to him earlier was all true.
Moreover, now that he was here, witnessing his older brother indeed pursuing the one he adored.
Zhuang Haoran felt sothing churning in his heart, violently rolling like waves crashing in a storm, yet he couldn’t discern what kind of emotion it was.
They were two brothers after all, even if they weren’t close growing up.
Why? He couldn’t understand it either. It seed that he hadn’t done anything since childhood to upset his older brother, resulting in Zhuang Haoxiong hating him to the extent of deep hatred.
Outside the car, Zhuang Haoxiong’s voice rang out again.
"Haoran, I know it’s you. Get out of the car. I’m your older brother, and now the master of Duke Castle, can’t you recognize my voice?"
Zhuang Haoran took a deep breath from the bottom of his chest.
Zhuang Haoxiong continued: "Haoran, it seems that we brothers have had a deep misunderstanding because of this woman. She’s a bad woman, you probably don’t know, but she leaked the information, causing Grandma to be forced to relinquish Duke Castle, did you know that?"
Anthony nervously turned his little head to look at his second uncle, his mouth opening slightly, just about to say sothing, but Zhuang Haoran seed to know what he was going to say and shook his head.
"Haoran." Zhuang Haoxiong felt he hadn’t moved, and should have been persuaded, so he continued more confidently, "Let tell you the truth, which is, Grandma invested a sum of money with Rogers, which was supposed to be returned today, but was ruined by this woman. This selfish woman wanted revenge because Grandma almost imprisoned her in the castle last ti, this is her repaying kindness with enmity, you’ve seen it clearly, if it weren’t for Grandma, she would have died at Roger’s hands long ago!"
Was it really like this? Zhuang Haoran squinted as if recalling the Duchess’s expression the last ti when facing him, it seed that everything was in lissa’s control. Including, the things Zhuang Haoxiong was saying to him now. Which is why the Duchess kept telling him: Trust her.
Trust Gu Nuan.
The hand holding the car lever abruptly pulled it down, pressing the accelerator.
Zhuang Haoxiong felt an unexpected gust of wind surge in front of his face. He was forced to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, the silver-gray sports car had already raced a hundred ters away.
Gone, that foolish younger brother, willing to trust that woman rather than his own brother?
"Zhuang—Hao—Ran!"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Anthony’s small hands tightly clutched the clothes on his chest. Upon hearing the sound coming from behind the car, he nervously and instinctively started to turn his head back.
Zhuang Haoran, while focusing on driving, told him, "Don’t worry, it’s okay, he can’t catch up."
Anthony knew he was being comforted, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, unable to imagine what the result would be if they were caught by Zhuang Haoxiong.
"Are you afraid of him?" Zhuang Haoran asked.
"Yes—Second Uncle, aren’t you afraid?" Anthony countered.
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