Chapter 1136: Chapter 1136: Unforgivable Cris
I always felt that I owed Charles McIntosh.
For a mont, Jasmine Yale did not speak, remaining silent.
It was Charles McIntosh who, still patient, said, “Miss Yale, if there’s nothing else, may I hang up now?”
“Mr. McIntosh,” Jasmine Yale stopped him, as if making a great decision, she lowered her voice, “I’m sorry.”
Life is too heavy; what worth does her apology have?
Moreover, that person was Charles McIntosh’s biological father.
Nevertheless, she still needed to apologize.
If not now, perhaps she would never get another chance.
Charles McIntosh was startled for a mont, a flicker of surprise crossing his face but quickly returning to normal.
Charles McIntosh was a smart man; how could he not understand what Jasmine Yale ant?
Moreover, it was he who had personally uncovered Jasmine’s background; aside from Mr. Cheney, he knew it best.
However, he had never expected Jasmine Yale to apologize to him.
It had been over twenty years; he had long let go of those events. Who could carry a vendetta for a lifeti? If so, could one ever speak of happiness in this life?
He believed that his father would not hold a grudge against a young girl who knew nothing, even in death.
What had passed had passed.
Charles McIntosh heard the depression in Jasmine Yale’s voice, “Miss Yale, it has nothing to do with you.”
“Mr. McIntosh, I’m sorry, I really am very sorry,” Jasmine Yale’s voice was hoarse; she didn’t know how to express herself with words.
Her emotional turmoil was quite severe, her throat choking up.
She hadn’t expected Charles McIntosh to answer the phone, although she should have said these three words earlier.
With a sour nose, she struggled to control her emotions.
She knew that everyone has special feelings for their biological parents.
And with her grandfather having committed such utterly despicable acts, how could her few words “I’m sorry” ever atone for the sins…
“Miss Yale, I heard it’s snowing in Cakago, it’s cold, take care.”
“I know.”
“Okay, then shall I hang up?” Charles McIntosh’s attitude remained very gentlemanly.
“Um…” Jasmine Yale nodded, her eyes reddening.
She hadn’t been able to find Sylvan Cheney, nor did she know if Sylvan would return her call, she was a bit worried about her dad…
Exactly when had Sylvan Cheney arrested her father? Why hadn’t he told her?
He clearly knew that she had always wanted a family, relatives, laughter and joy.
He clearly knew it all.
Yet, he had never told her.
If it weren’t for her accidental discovery, was he intending never to tell her that her biological father was still alive?
To exact revenge on her in this manner was truly too cruel.
However, no matter how he sought revenge, it seed she deserved it.
The Xinez Family owed the Cheney Family the lives of dozens of people, debts paid by blood.
Although her last na was Yale, she was also a descendant of the Xinez Family, the biological granddaughter of Patronus Xinez.
Yet, she couldn’t just do nothing upon finding out her father was still alive; she couldn’t manage that.
“ow—” Sweet Kitty looked at Jasmine Yale, tilting its head.
Jasmine Yale picked it up and held it in her arms, gently stroking its head.
“Sweet Kitty, what should I do, what to do…” Jasmine Yale’s eyes were red, her throat choked up, her voice tearful.
What was she to do about Sylvan Cheney? She was helpless, completely out of options.
She knew Sylvan Cheney’s personality, temperant; his eyes bore no grit. How could he tolerate the Xinez family?
His mother, too, due to this matter, had developed severe depression and drowned herself in a lake.
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